Thursday 13th September

89 Days to go.

Tweety makes a surprise return to the foyer, well he did actually show up at lunch yesterday and had dinner, so not much of a surprise really.

Normal breakfast and away to work. Spend the morning with Tweety, Stats and Baby. Everyone splits for lunch, we say our goodbye to Stats although he may be back before I leave.

Check upstairs in the office about timings for the foyer meeting and do some work.

Smaller than usual dinner crowd, Gimp, Ana (of course), Mrs Brady, Tweety and I. We manage to order the remaining bottles of CV wine (A West Aussie) over the night at Puppies 1. Gimp does the ordering. I think he has his contacts in the wrong eyes. He has ordered for our table and another 2 nearby. Dishes come and are eaten and just as everyone is about to explode, the whole coral trout turns up. That was forgotten about as it was ordered about an hour earlier and arrives when all the rest have gone. Fish, I told him I do not do fish. Serves them right, they can eat it all themselves.

The girls have a bee in their bonnets about the toilets at Puppies 1. After hearing tales of horror and threats of throwing up after their experience Gimp and I go for a look. Walk into the gents and use the facility, nothing amiss, seen worse in other places, actually the ones at work are worse, dunno what the fuss is about.

Back to the usual for the usual. The Gimp has taken it upon himself to teach a bit of the traditional language to the crowd. I apologise for the spelling mistakes but it is supposed to go like "Vinaka Vaka Levu", only thing his, his version is "Vinaka Faaka Duka". No worries says the gimp, say it that way and everyone will know you know me!

Important meeting in the morning, the Gimp has a 2 hour 30 minute presentation to give, I have been appointed the IT specialist so I will be setting it up.

Another day ends in the Pacific.