As if it was not good enough for the Wellington City Council to expect me to be committed, they also want us certifiable. Today I went one step beyond and became dangerously certifiable.
I suppose I should elaborate incase you get the wrong idea. Part of my job requires the occasional transport of goods that could be deemed as dangerous, or at least hazardous, so in keeping with legal requirements I was put on a one day Dangerous Goods Course. It dealt with, among other things, the dos and don’ts of such an undertaking, things such loading certificates, loading plans, what goes with what and what to separate from what and applicable signage etc. Next step is to get my license endorsed to show I am a dangerously certifiable driver.
Anyway enough of all that. Not long to go now before I am back among the Crows, Bats and Kangaroos. Yes it’ll be good to be back to Potts Point and mingle with the locals. Dad and I made a short tape over the weekend to show the rest of the family at the Blackwell Reunion. Took a bit of editing, but it turned out quite good for a low budget home movie.
Still waiting on Telecom to send that Splitter thingy. I’m sure it’ll get there before Christmas, this year or next. Travelling by an aging carrier pigeon, I imagine.
Well almost through the Hammer House of Horror DVD. Watched “The House that dripped blood” episode the night before last, quite full-on in parts.
That’s about all I can think of for now. The flu I was telling you about last time seemed to ease a lot on Sunday, but returned for Round Two yesterday. Today hasn’t been too bad. Let’s just hope it clears altogether by Friday. Still have the occasional coughs and dry throat. Never mind, could be worse, as they say.
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