Flood warnings in the Midlands didn't instill hopes for a successful day on site this week. The rainwater slowed down the site, but sparked great conversations with people sheltering under the cabin stairs. Paul agreed to be my first interviewee for the soundtrack, and offered me his biscuits in case of flood on the train line home. Compensation for a damp sketchbook. The Dutch have gone,leaving Rachel to wallow in her love of white precast concrete (the only woman on site) the Germans have moved in to put on the roof. The electricians, still singing, were keen to establish which ones of them have been drawn. They all noticed that I'd drawn some of them without hats …something I've been asked not to do ..against health and safety.None of them noticed my rucksack bulging with their old cable reels or seemed to read the conversations noted on page corners.
Tomorrow back in the studio I finish off the two prints for the boxes, The handmade paper arrived and the dimensions figured out.
