Bulldozer Big End!

Up early, cleaned and teeth brushed, packed my bag, sent me meeting organising emails, and then we were off.

The bulldozer was coming to the site at 8am, and we arranged to meet Norbert at 9.30am to see how they were doing with laying out the platform.

The taximotos took us quickly to the site, round the corner and yes there it isn't! No bulldozer, not a skip, no-one. Empty. Nothing.

Oh well they will be hear shortly. Nobert arrives, he has his sardonic German smile, well its Rwanda. But we were so confident of our builders - was this a terrible sign of what was to come - hopefully not.

Actually Jeff arrived a few minutes later. Dad had been having trouble getting hold of the machine - perhaps 12, but could be as late as 3pm. We arrange a few matters and agree that we go back to Solace and do some other work and Jeff will call.

Jeff

12md - no news, 1.30pm  - its on its way - should arrive 3pm, 3pm - its broken down in Remera - poor Jeff, he really is trying his hardest. His last text tells it all - oh, why did I think being an occasional project manager was bad - imagine being a builder in Rwanda when you get this all the time

Here is the text - 'I'm going to search another machine, cause the first one, though it was powerful, has many problems, and this time it didn't happen to have it working properly! so I can't trust them anymore neither what they are saying! Then I will call you tomorrow morning before 7am to let you know what is going on.'

The poor lad (he is only 22) was at the site all day waiting in heat and rain - what a life!

In the mean time Fleming remains under the weather, off food and tired - I caught him in the middle of some intense design stuff this afternoon

Fleming Hard at Work

We will see what tomorrow brings - its a public holiday, so I am not holding my breath