People on the radio keep telling me I should go green. I've already gone
green; I've just eaten. Hmmm, maybe I shouldn't have brought that up. Sick
humour belongs in a hospital.
I wish those folks would get off my radio. They could fall and hurt
themselves. Speaking of radio, BBC 7 aired a version of The Greatest
Mountain In The World that I'd not heard before. It was interesting and
intriguing to hear the changes made in the script for the Vintage Goons
series.
Sincerely,
Bruce Atchison - bachelor of cooking disasters. Explosions created while
you wait.
What a magnificent sight - 500 British workmen . . . . . three of them
working.
Sadly and astonishingly, across the road to me alst year, it was four Polish
workmen doing as much work as 500 British ones!
Were they erecting telegraph poles?
Funny that we still call them that, isn't it?
--
Martin S.
I think they were paid by Czech.
The hardest work they were doing was spreading concrete across the
prefabricated flooring system. They installed steel stuff like giant
corrugated iron, welded rebar mesh onto small brackets on it, then teh
concrete arrived by tanker and was piped up to each floor in turn and they
had to spread it out quickly with sort of brooms with a small plank across
where the brush would have been. No tea breaks and no lunch break until the
floor was finished.