Working on Sunday...

...is perhaps the longest day in existence.

From the very start there was problem after problem lending itself to being a stressful and busy day.  However, on the other hand, there were long periods of propping up my kindle against my computer screen to pretend I was actually doing something useful, it was that quiet...

But at least today I spent my lunch basking in the afternoon sunshine - the first rays I've seen since the end of March (see above).  This followed a quick trip down to a well known supermarket brand only to witness a student being turned down because their driving licence had expired a week ago...Call me lenient, but seriously?  You're going to turn down business because of a date on a bit of card that clearly shows face and date of birth?  You absolute idiots!

But then I get so angry at things like that.  Life has become too PC for my liking.

The rest of the afternoon was quiet enough for me to get around to reassembling the two arches that had been knocked over by someone thinking it was easy enough to rebuild - they were wrong.  And it was with much trepidation that I had to piece them all together.  It took me 20minutes.  Twenty whole minutes to slot about 12 pieces together in their two separate forms.  Grrr.

Let me explain about why these arches are so important.  The one on the right is the archway we're perhaps more traditionally used to.  It's seen all around the world in bridges and tunnels and massive buildings.  It has its significant keystone in the middle, the piece that without it it would fall apart.  Yet notice the left model without it's key piece and with a pointed centre.  This one on the left was used suddenly in Durham Cathedral.  It was found that you could put more weight on the left one and it would withstand the pressure without crumbling.  Whereas you put weight on the right one and it crumbles.

It is this crumbling that I hear almost once every hour as someone knocks it down.  

So this is a note to any budding engineers reading this - use the left one - it's far less irritating.

Finally on some good news front.

The little lost boy that was swept away in river near me was found today.  Aged 8 and swept away down the river whilst it was flooded.  After a week and two days of endless searching by the never giving up hope volunteers from the community who were touched by the story, the little boy's body was found today.  The most potent thing from this was definitely the community spirit.  No matter what people say, it's still there.  We're united as one in times of moving events.  But let the boy rest in peace now.