Hello readists,
I don't know what the date is I just know its Thursday.
This morning I wasn't the first up! The chap from below me went at 6, naturally his alarm went on for a bit so that was me awake then. I dozed for a few mins before I was up myself. It was a little breezy this morning but the sky was clear so I assumed it would be another glorious day. At the port it was cooler as it always is but it normally warms up after an hour of being there. It didn't. Coldness was on the agenda today. At morning tea I had a rummage in the car and found a fleece and a fluorescent jacket. Being one of the only people in a company hivis I was the first target for the television crew, I didn't mind being filmed working but I drew the line as speaking haha. So if anyone's watching 7 news on Saturday you'll see me on Australian TV. Anyway the hivis was thin but it was another layer. The wind had picked up quite a bit and was really blowy. Fusing up isn't easy in the wind, the script flys away boxes leave the barge, everything is interactive. Lunch was early for an unknown reason today so we took shelter in the marquee that wanted to fly away. Everyone had sat down with massive piles of food and it went quiet as it always does as everyone stuffs their face with food. All of a sudden there was a pop, pop, pop on the canopy. This was the sound of very large raindrops. The occasional swear word was mentioned around the room and everyone ran away to cover up the firing systems, mortars, everything. This process made us rather wet and even colderer... But at least things were relatively dry.
This was the view from the marquee it doesn't do it justice. I mentioned rather loudly that I came to Australia to get away from this bloody weather. That got a good few laughs. Oh I didn't mention that included in this was hail!! It was 30degrees yesterday and only 18today. I know that 18 in Britain is reasonable but it's flipping cold here especially with million mile an hour winds, and they literally were million miles an hour.
I had the brilliant idea of fashioning myself a plastic coat out of racking plastic. Many other people didn't have wet weather gear as the weather had been amazing all week... This was the outcome;
I wasn't so unique after all. Mind you I was the only one that found a sharpie and wrote Foti Pyro Crew on mine.
We eventually returned after many plates of food and many cups of coffee to the barge and hid in a container. Eventually we plucked up the courage to carry on. The rain jackets were frankly amazing and the best invention in the world. Ever.
Finally the rain stopped but the wind didn't. The sun made a brief appearance and then went away again but hey it wouldn't be fireworks without rain. I was shown how to connect and program the field boxes today and whilst doing it I found some rather poor connections. It was obviously done by one of the young boys (certainly not me) I pointed it out to the senior firer who equally was not impressed. Lots of shouting and many swear words later nothing was resolved. I took it upon myself to resolve the issue (issues actually). Everyone left at 4 apart from the Foti crew, they were surprised when I was still there at 5 fixing other people's mess. Anyway I returned to the hostel and crashed out on the bed. The girls came in half an hour or so later excited that they had got some documents for their car so they were happy. I didn't have the energy to do anything this evening so I sent some emails and had a snooze. Dinner was just as boring I had a pizza again as it was on offer at Aldi!
I made a big mistake this evening, I forgot I was wearing the Foti shirt, normally I take it off but I forgot today. One Australian jokingly asked if I was doing the IFR I said yes and almost instantly the whole kitchen was asking questions, the exact reason I take the shirt off. Long story short I burnt my pizza.
I sulked in my room and ate it in my bed which brings me to now,
We are ahead of schedule so call time is 8:00 tomorrow I get a lay in!!!
That's it from me!
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