Tuesday Sort Out

It's a sad day as my first duty is to attend the funeral of one of my students. It's well attended with people spilling out the doors. There are many teenagers and I squeeze in through the crowd at the door  to find a seat behind the catering tables. A place to sit quietly and listen. The speeches and service are solemn and weighty. This boy is too young to be buried. 

After school I stay late to organise relief for my days off. It's warm in the classroom. A comfy spot on a cold day. Build wise, I'm still waiting on the plaster cornices and ceiling roses. In the meantime Cam is putting up architraves on site and I meet Lance to discuss painting the interior. The sky is wintry and grey. Covid continues to be carried through our borders by Kiwis returning from overseas. On the way home I stop in at Nicki's to finalise cupboard framing size and confirm choice of cabinet handles. We also look at light switches and power sockets. Small details but every choice contributes to the whole. It's all got to work together. I realise these utilitarian details mean I must be getting close to the end of decision making. Maybe. I hope. International news Vera Lynn, World War Two English darling of the troops, dies aged 103. "There'll be blue birds over the white cliffs of Dover. End of another era.