RSS feedWhat a strange start to what I assume will be a weird week. I woke up on Sunday morning to the sound of lions, as I was staying at Western Plains Zoo (turn your sound down) with extended family. I consider myself an animal activist to a certain degree, but these guys are doing great work for the conservation, protection and repopulation of endangered species. I know some people feel that any caging of animals is offensive, but I believe the cost is justified, and if you saw how Western Plains treat their residents, perhaps you’d also care a little more for their fabulous work. Personally, I sponsor the beautiful Cheetahs, currently classified as “vulnerable”, and my partner sponsors the hippopotamus. Say hello for us, next time you visit them at either Western Plains or Taronga Zoo. Anyway…
So I wake up on the Monday morning, sick with a head cold, to the sound of some guys ripping the roof off our house. The 6am sunlight blazing through the cracks between the down lights and the roof mounts was quite overpowering, but the nail gun attaching the aluminium waterproofing to the roof studs really made my morning. I’m a 9am kind of guy, but I figure by 8am they had most of the roof removed. It wasn’t until late afternoon that I learnt about the water leak next door, for which the roof refactoring was their saviour.
Tuesday morning, 6am, I once again wake to the rhythmic tones of nail gun and roof tile. This time however I delighted in filling the roof cavity with steam from a hot running shower. Spent Tuesday night audio engineering our new TheatresportsTM show, trying to mic up a disaster of a theatre venue.
Wednesday morning, what aural delights await me? If I hear another fucking nail gun…
Update: next…