Well what a ridiculous day yesterday was.
I got up in a very good mood and ready for the day ahead. My son then got up as I was running him to work because his bike has broke down and he is waiting on some parts. My son is not a morning person and wasn't in the best of moods. I could feel that this would be an interesting trip to his workplace.
I got in the car humming merrily away, he arrived with a face like thunder. "Late night" I exclaimed, "Grunt" was the reply. Okay, radio on, loud. Start singing and enjoying the morning, no I was was not trying to annoy him, well maybe a little bit.
Finally I dropped him off and headed home via B&Q for a couple of bits and bobs to try and finish my dark room. Don't ask, life seems to get in the way sometimes, so its still not quite there.
I arrived home to find my better half was feeling rather unwell, or should I say very unwell. I made her a drink and checked she was comfortable and then left her to get some sleep. I began my work around the house.
After finishing the house I went into the garden to do a few chores out there, a bit of tidying and clipping etc. All done I went inside for a cup of tea and sort the washing out that had just finished, it was a load of towels so they were heading for the tumble drier. You can't beat tumble dried towels, lovely and soft.
My youngest son then phoned from his Nan's. "Hi Dad" he said " I have just been into college and enrolled for this year. They told me that my course has changed and that instead of me moving to level 2 like they told me at the end of last year, I along with all the others on the course have got to wait 10 weeks and then we will have to sit another assessment identical to the one I sat last year to move onto level 2 and if I fail I won't be moving up a level which means I can't go to Uni next year."
I was gobsmacked, how can they change the course when someone has already done 2 years work towards the qualification? It just doesn't seem fair.
I immediately went and spoke to Gill who got up, even though she was feeling ill. An email was drafted and sent to the head of the department at the college. We didn't have to wait long for the reply. Our son was right, the course has been changed and the work he has put in so far doesn't apparently count towards level 2 as it did at the end of last year. Two years of work basically for nothing, because it all comes down to this assessment in 10 weeks time. Ridiculous!
I eventually phoned and got an answer machine, it's no fun getting angry with a computer.
30 minutes past and my brilliant mood that had been quite resilient so far was beginning to wane. The phone went, the number was the colleges number, the person was about to get an earful when a very sweet sounding young lady spoke at the other end, anger began to diminish, it was the head of the departments secretary. "Could I attend and appointment next week to speak with the head of the department and the head of the campus."
"Erm, yes" I replied "Thank you for calling, bye."
It kind of blew my fire out, everything I wanted to say was now going to have to wait until next week, this was not good and my excellent mood of the morning had now been chiseled down to a tiny fragment of it's original self. I was officially, in a bad mood.
I thought to myself on the way to the garden, could this day possibly get any worse, of course not, how on earth could this day possibly get any wor........where are the keys to the darkroom? I only had them yesterday, why are they not on the hook? I don't believe it, I had only gone and lost the keys.
The house was turned upside down, Gill who had gone back to bed was ousted out as I checked for the keys. Did I find them? nope. They are lying somewhere staring at me and laughing.
I decided the best thing was to call it a day, sit down, have a cuppa, watch TV and wait for bed time. I must say I slept like a log last night and got up this morning in an excellent mood........again. Gulp! What could go wrong today then?
Anyway, today so far has not been to bad, I popped to a locksmith who sold me a blank key as I could roughly remember the shape of the old one, I returned home and with a junior hacksaw and file cut my own key for the shed which worked, I have had a spare cut from my home made version.
I am now having a cuppa and uploading here. My mood is still excellent.
This is another from the Seaham beach excursion, the rocks have an amazing colour and texture, they remind me of Mars. Well, not they remind me as such as I have never been to Mars, so wouldn't actually know what it looks like, but it does have an alienish planet look to it.
I think the colours actually come from iron deposits, but I'm not sure.
Someone asked why Chemical Beach was so named, I can only think looking at the evidence that this was the beach where the chemicals were used for whatever it was the mine needed them for, there are pipes coming out of the cliffs surrounding the beach and the timbers that stick out of the sand look as though they could have been supports and protectors for what may have been pipelines. other than that, I have no idea.
I hope you like this, thanks for looking and for any comments.
Landscape and travel
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