Another far flung job, and another night in a soulless Premier Inn.
I say far flung, I consider
Lincolnshire and a 4 hour drive to be a long way from my home in lovely Dorset
I seem to be the only person in the company to hold the correct ticket to work on gas sites. I did put my foot down this time and refused to be away for Valentines as that was a step too far.
Unfortunately I’ve made a rod for my own back as I have to drive home tomorrow eve then back to Lincs again on Friday morning and home on Friday nite.
Oh well at least I get to spend Valentines with my wife.
Note 2 self, let some of your qualifications lapse 😉