It can truly be said that some days are better than others. Unfortunately, that cannot be said of the past few. Or, more than few …
Work has brought all the old miseries. Jobs that were done, dusted, and hopefully buried in a crypt, somewhere. Like an old Hammer Horror film, they just keep on coming back. One job was done as a quick fix during the Gulf War, but, like that desecrated part of the planet, it keeps on returning. Another was a problem solved, a replacement designed and tested. The original was a disaster, but the MoD could not bring itself to accept the replacement, so they are still using the old, unreliable and rotting equipment in a critical area. I cannot say what, but I would be reluctant to go to sea in one!
Forgotten but not dead.
Home life has greatly improved. Wish I could say the same for the weather.