It was raining when we woke this morning. I think it might have rained all night. The wind was also blowing. Very strong wind. Anywhere else they’d call it a gale. The fence was creaking. We could hear it from inside. Loud and clear. And from outside you could see the movement. I think the capping is the only thing holding the damaged section together.We hadn’t heard anything from the fencer – no quote or report for the insurance company so I called him. He blamed the office and had them send it out late in the day. While the price is what we expected, his report is nothing more than a note on the quote. And his quote was only for 11 metres, not for the full 25m. Probably because, even though his note/report states that the remainder of the fence is only held up by the shadecloth that is attached between the fence and the house, he only expects the insurance to pay for the currently damaged section. He did append another note saying that the full length of the fence is 25m and his above rates would apply. Not quite part of the quote itself.
There’s no way we’ll get everything sorted now before the new year; hopefully we won’t get much more of this wind. The last thing we need is for the fence to come down.
I spent quite a bit of time today researching the options for teaching computing classes. I made calls about hiring computer rooms and found out that there are a lot of free or cheap beginner’s classes that are funded by the government. I also found out that there might be an option for me to do some volunteer training. It might be a good way to ease back into it. It might also be a good way to make contacts at a local council where I can hire the computer room. I can also then tailor any classes I might want to teach around the free and discounted classes, so I’m not doubling up and trying to compete, but supplementing and offering the ‘next’ step. It’s certainly food for thought.
Stephen really didn’t want a farewell ‘do’, but his boss wanted to give him one. It was organised for tonight and was quite nice. Dinner at a Bella Fonte’s restaurant at Hillary’s. There wasn’t a big crowd at the farewell, which made Stephen a bit more comfortable about it. Just a couple of managers and the core tech services team, so not a crowd. It was a pleasant evening and I got to catch up with a couple of people that I hadn’t seen for quite a while, and to meet some new ones. Stephen’s manager did comment that I should polish my ABN because he might push some geological reconciliation work my way until they find a replacement for Stephen. That part of the job used to be mine, so I could do it, but I won’t be holding my breath. I doubt they’ll be interested in spending the money on a contractor.