July 2014 and I was quickly learning there was a downside to three day weekends. Namely, the four long work days that go with them. When I worked at Mad House I worked four ten hour days and it took me quite a while to get used to it. It had been a few years since then and I started my first long week at the Bus Mines wondering how I’d cope. Maybe if it hadn’t been sunny when I left home that Wednesday morning I wouldn’t have minded quite so much. The garden was calling but I had to ignore it. Continue reading four long days, one man’s weed is another man’s wildflower – first published 6 July 2014