So Monday sees me back as an employed
tax paying member of society, no longer one of those scroungers
beloved of the Daily Mail (although I admit I never signed on). In
all honesty seeing the price of season tickets and car parking (not
to mention what my out of the house hours now are) it's quite
tempting never to work again.
Anyhow up at 6 o'clock to catch the 7am
train. I was t5hinking of calling my contracting company 0700 Ltd,
but that name had been taken. The key thing on this first day was to
see if I could get into work and get home again in enough time to
join the Monday night boys for my weekly dose of wargaming fun. Well,
it's going to be touch and go. I got out as soon after 5pm as was
decent, bearing in mind it was my first day and everyone was too busy
to tell me what they wanted me to do. That meant I could get the ten
to six-ish train. If things go smoothly I should then be home for
c7pm, - enough time for dinner and to pack a box of toys up before
heading to the vicarage for an 8am sort of start.
Well, they didn't go completely
smoothly. I did get a seat on the train, but it was delayed leaving
the station (something indeterminate was deemed to be in need of
repair, which took a short while). And then at the other end I left
my coat on the train and had to ask the guard/driver to let me back
on, which he could only do after a safety check. And the drive home
was bedevilled by some awkward traffic.
That meant I got into the house 20 -30
minutes later than planned, but still in enough time to turn round
and get to Ian's first. So, the day is do-able, assuming I can get
that early train. Alas I think that is a big assumption. My charming
gallic boss seems to have a penchant for 4:30pm meetings. My
experience of such meetings is that they always start late and always
overrun.
On the other hand it is early days yet,
and as an independent contractor there's always the possibility of
“working from home” every so often. The downside this Monday was
that having got to the venue I was a bit tired and felt the need to
leave earlier than normal. At least next week is a Bank Holiday.
This evening's entertainment was
several games of the latest version of DBA 3.0. I took along my
trusty old Normans and Saxons, and Phil had his 40mm flats of
Egyptians and Numidians which he is using on the Society of Ancients
show stand this year.
My print out of DBA 3.0 is a few weeks
old, as I soon discovered when Phil (S not B) arrived with printouts
of the latest drafts. Not a lot of changes from the version I had,
just a tweak here and there, so it is a wonder why PB still fiddles
with them and doesn't just get on and publish them.
Any how I took Normans against Saxons
(“Anglo-Danes”) commanded by Will, and got stuck in. I made my
usual mistake of mis-estimating distances and forgetting how mobile
elements are when moved individually. Which is a shorthand way of
saying Will gave me a pasting in short order.
After that I had a go with the flats,
taking the Numidians which Ian had already lost with. If you haven't
seen these you should go and look at Phil's “Ancients on the Move”
blog. They do look really nice and have a nostalgic feel as well. I
repeated Ian's achievement by being beaten as well, although I think
it was a closer game, - I got to 4 elements first, but finishing the
round of combat got Phil to 5 of mine, so game over.
Quite an enjoyable evening, although
regretfully I did leave earlier than I'd have liked in order to be
ready for Tuesday's early start.
What fun.
Glad things are looking up for you. I have a similar problem on Thursdays. I have to catch the 4:41pm from Manchester to get home at around 6pm - then wait for Mrs B to get back (we only have one car) then drive 30 minutes to the club. Otherwise the 5.11 means I get home at 6:40pm - too late!
ReplyDeleteI'd have no chance of making it for a 6:40pm start.
ReplyDeleteI probably need to get an arrangement with my colleagues allowing me to bunk off a bit early on Mondays. I;m in a strong-ish position because, as far as I can make out, I'm pretty much the first one in, and I come the furthest!
I'm aware that I have to try hard to make sure both homelife and wargaming life don't suffer, - if they do then there isn't much point in working, is there?
Congrats on life returning to normal! A well funded hobby is a joy to behold.
ReplyDeleteRegards,
Don
Don,
ReplyDeleteI agree, - I fear I will be well funded but unable to indulge my hobby. I'm almost beginning to wonder if there is something in this paying someone to paint your toys for you lark.
Trebian
After that little lot I'm glad I work from home - barring shows and the odd trips away getting up a 6AM been there, done that, no thanks.
ReplyDeleteWorking from home appeals, - I just fear i'd never get any work done!
ReplyDeleteHaving said that I suspect that a number of us will be "WFH" once the Olympics start.
Actually the 6am bit isn't thst bas, - it's the dash for a seat on the train coming home that's more challenging.
Plus the trains on my line have seats suitable for anorexics only. I mean I'm not big but I'm wider than the seat and everyone else is as well. Crazy.
Congrats on finding work so quickly Graham. I don't evy you the commute. It was entertaining when I did it to Harrow and later Hackney, but I knew it wouldn't be for longer than a year. Those little folding tripod stools can be quite useful, or a shooting stick.
ReplyDeleteRegards, Chris
A shooting stick is a nice idea. I might look out for one that doubles as an umbrella.
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