Kaitai

The google earth image above shows the recent job site before we ripped the roof off the little white square below the pin mark with kaitai (demolition) written either side. In typical job site efficiency, we turned up to take the scaffolding down and found there were a gang of guys working with a 25ton crane to lay a load of steel sheet for the 50 ton number to come in on friday.
They are going to pull out a very large furnace for burning rubbish, which has been made redundant due to the current rave reviews for the virtues of dioxins. We were told we had till the end of the week to do the demolition and apparently so were the furnace removers.
I have only ever worked with two people who impressed me as absolute jerks and the guys on the crane crew did nothing to dent this long held record. We quickly reached a cordial agreement which would allow our schedules to correlate. We got to work on taking out the front of the scaffolding and that allowed them to plan out their sheet arrangement and get on with laying up. I cannot emphasize enough the sense of satifaction in finding an unknown human with whom one can feel a sense of mutual respect. In the practical world of making stuff happen it is rare to find one who is not of this type.
I am sad to say that my trip the city yesterday to recieve an award for that report I wrote back in January was not quite so filled with mutual feeling. There were 34 entries and I was the bees knees in the opinion of the judges. Of course I owe me misses a big debt of gratitude for writing out my thoughts in a few late night sessions of intense discussion on what to chop out and she had proper credit for that on the cover. I still don't know what the prize is, but they have my bank details and I will be happy to look after any funds they choose to deposit. I am always impressed in a negative way by the cloud like nature of public officials. It seems that the first thing they learn is how to do absolutely nothing and make it sound like they have been working on the cure for cancer. They have an inate ability to swan. One chap actually did spend about ten minutes litterally twiddling his thumbs while seated on stage. One cannot help but fill in the hours while waiting for them to stop speaking by imagining what they must have been like as children. Especially as the gents in question were the chaps looking after education policy for the city we have recently become a part of. I think the lack of screaming in the audience of my fellow award winners showed the huge reserves of restraint that have been developed in the population, but there was a definite humming between the ears that threatened to force its way out.