The quickest post ever
For all those who were concerned that I may have suffered some form of breakdown again, and had forsaken crochet for Johnny Depp.. fear not!
Last night a technological breakthrough was achieved!
And Crochet was the winner! (Though the reason why this post is called quickest ever is because we have no technology.. no interenet and I’m stealing someone else’s computer!!)
The boys like watching movies in the dark.
When we sat down to watch the last half of Pirates (see- we go to bed – individually – at 2130 in camp, and it’s not enough time to watch the whole movie, so we’re doing it in instalments) last night, I really really really wanted to get the Purple/Black&White Mohair finished.
I looked at the lights.
I noted that the Rec Room is actually four small demountable shells pushed together to make one large space. I said to myself: “Self i said, Self. Self – there may indeed be four separate lighting circuits.”
I walked around the room.
I found not the 4 light switches I had expected but 7.
I flicked on. I flicked off..
I possibly distracted overhead aircraft.
Some of the switches have not yet been found to control a circuit at all related to the Recreation Room.
At least, not that I could detect or anyone complained about.
Finally, I found an area of the recreation room where I could control the brilliancy to an extent that fitted a number of criteria: mostly satisfying the needs of my dark loving fellow movie-watchers.
It didn’t reflect back onto the screen. It was dark enough that they felt like they were in the real movies
.In my little patch of brightness and whilst humming “A Pirates life for me” I set to work on turning a mass of purple and black and white mohair into an orderly afghanic creation.
This peace and tranquillity lasted until the first “are you knitting?” comment from one of the new drilling crew guys who walked in.Over that hurdle and enjoying the rapidity at which the squares had come together and I was onto the border before I knew it. Cannons blazing and Geoffrey Rush being fantastic on the screen (he’s very good in Elizabeth – The Golden Age too… actually – that’s a movie well worth seeing).
Another member of the drilling crew – a girl came to join us and wanted to see the afghan – which she admired as a sometime knitter and one who recognised that crocheters don’t like to have their work referred to as “knitting”.
More cannons, more storms on the screen – plus a magical storm outside.
Huge lightning bolts and grumbly rumbly thunder.
Another new person ventured into the room, one of our exArmy tough guys. He sat down next to me and peered at the mohair. “Hey Whats that?” I brace myself for the “knitting” I know is coming…“Thats kind of cool.”
He sat rolling a corner in his hands for a while.
He still thinks it’s cool this morning and I can just see he has visions of his favourite footy teams colours dancing in his head.
I kept working and then I got bitten.
.By the Yarn Monster who I swear sits at the other end of the ball and tries to match me stitch for mouthful.
I have run out of yarn with about 30 cm of border to go.
Before I panic….. BEFORE I PANIC….
I am *pretty* sure that there is still two balls at home.
Otherwise…. we’re in for a Toading as I rip out the row of HDCs and try again with SCs.
And I seriously do hate toading mohair.
And here is where I am going to raise a slight issue….
I do like this afghan… the amethyst tinges in the dark mohair, the geometry of the white and black borders that makes me think of horse show rugs. But I feel like it needs something to brighten up the corners – maybe like a couple of stars embroidered onto it? Irish roses? Suggestions please?
Anyway – I’m home tomorrow!! Tonight will probably be Gown work…Ok – Time for my picture of the morning;
And yes Barbara – there will be photos Sunrises at the new Toothbrush!
I swear to God and all the little merry Vegemites that THAT is what sunrise looked like this morning.
Not a shade of manipulation.It was magical.
And one of the reasons that I love waking up early in the Northern Territory.
The day has been nice and orderly, its’ nearly 1400 as I type (our internet is still down so I’m typing the entry in Word and then I’ll upload it as soon as I can mug someone for their computer) but as Bad Safety Pictures and Dump Truck snuff pictures seem to get everyone going..
I thought I’d give you these two: (M_F – you may want to look away NOW)
Whilst it has possibly achieved its most fundamentally stable position, the force involved in a 50 tonne truck flipping over has a bad effect on the operators’ neck. I will also add that I don’t work for Leightons, who are actually one of Australia’s strongest Mining Companies.
However it’s still an excellent example of how much damage fire can do to a Dump Truck.
Safety wise, we’re still on a roll. The Dam is nearly finished, the level of tourists (Client Company Senior Bods) is increasing, so much so that we have a Most High Senior Greater Spotted Safety Manager coming to visit tomorrow and true to form, the Clients people here n the project are running round making everything tiddly.
So much so that they have put reflective tape on the trees.
This would be funny if they weren’t so serious.
Given the results of the last Audit (that we KICKED the Clients butt in!! – Their own auditor said they could take lessons from little me!! See M_F? that Obsessive/compulsive thing comes in handy!) I will just keep doing what I usually do…
Counting down how long until I can go home…
And on Saturday.. I’m going to go through my wardrobe to be even more hard hearted than last week about clothes.
And taking photos of my closet for Julie C’s benefit, as she doesn’t believe that I can be neat and tidy…
just not for very long.
And honestly, I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again – this is the best job I know for getting paid six figures, and dressing like a vagrant.
Will be back tomorrow – hopefully with some more Gown to show you.
Love to you all!!