Good stuff to report first; the Race Evening was a resounding success, with a lot of money made for the Inglesham Lock Appeal. We don't have the final total yet, but it's certainly into four figures from what we understand.
Yesterday, the weather settled into a warm and dry state, which is excellent for most purposes, but hard on the wrg team haymaking in the car park.
On with the photos:
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| Good start, long way to go |
Bit like the car park, really (see below)
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| Michael Caine was here? |
Was the evening so good they blew the bloody doors off? No, the Environmental Health Officer didn't like the glass doors, and wanted fire doors:
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| Sleeping Accommodation Doors |
...like these ones.
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| Digger's start |
Digger did a bit over half an hour on the rock pile on Saturday night, nearly missing dinner, he was enjoying himself so much. He managed to get this bit done.
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| Some of it's gone |
Later in the day, the first pile had had its end cut off by Phil and RAF Martin taking it in turns in the Merlo telehandler.
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| Phil at work |
Part of the problem is that the bucket is a grain bucket, not an excavator bucket. Progress would be a lot faster if we hired in some more appropriate plant, like an excavator and a couple of 360° dumpers, all of which wrg are well used to using.
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| The Haymakers |
Meanwhile, other wrgies toiled on in the sun. They said they felt like something out of one of those recreation of the past telly programmes.
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| Hauling it away |
The hay was piled on tarpaulins and hauled off to the sides of the area, being careful not to make the heaps too big. We don't want spontaneous combustion...
What we did get was spontaneous sprinting, however, when "Hurricane Bob" Metcalfe put his brushcutter through a wasps nest.
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| View from commercial gate |
Another case of 'well on the way, but some distance to go'. The marquee guys are still shoving canvas up all over the place. It all has to be done by Thursday, when the traders come in.
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