To Barking and Back

This morning there was a bit of hubbub at home as flatmate D still had girlfriend V over. He was asking me if it was alright that she stay past us and lock the door on her way out, which I said was fine, as long as he showed her how to really lock the door, as I noticed she had left it unlocked when she went to move her car. He was going to giver her his keys, and just meet me at home later, and I said no, why don't you give her the spare key. Which apparently flew out of my mind when I left for work and suddenly realized I'd left my own keys inside. So I was knocking on the door for V to let me back in so I could get my keys. Wasn't that handy?

Then I got to work and remembered that I was actually supposed to be going on a site visit to Barking for a tender that our office is putting together. If I'd been smart, I would have taken what I needed with me so that I could go straight from home, but I forgot everything, so off to work I went. Picked up my maps and checked on journey planner, and it was back to public transport. It takes a while to get to Barking, which was good, because that way I could read the brief on the way (which I was supposed to be reading last week). Getting there, it wasn't quite as awful as I remembered. SA was living in Barking the past two years with annoying boyfriend T, and I'd been out there a couple of times. But around the station isn't nearly as horrible as T's neighborhood. So I walked all over this area, which wasn't exactly small. There was a massive construction site, and it didn't match my plan, so I went to the site office and figured I'd ask if they had a plan of the project, to update my own plans. And so I got a hardhat and an escort and was brought to see the site manager which was pretty cool. It actually made me miss architecture for a moment. Being on a major construction site. The guy was really nice and gave me a plan as well. Bonus.

So more walking around and I realized I was gong to miss lunch so decided to eat in the town center. Found a Turkish place and had a chicken donner plate with a coke for four pounds. I mean, that's even better than Dalston. Though it wasn't as good as the Turkish in Dalston, but I haven't found a place in Dalston to get chicken donner since my old favorite Turkish closed. So again, bonus.

Got back to the office about an hour after I intended only to find boss PH is gone until Thursday. Oops. I think he had wanted to take some of these pictures with him. On the other hand, when was he going to look at pictures in Mipim? Answer, he won't. So it's not that big a deal. Of course I'm not exactly sure what I'm supposed to be doing this week then. What's that? Internet did you say? Why yes thank you!

In other news, I'm supposed to meet prospective number one for coffee sometime, or at least, the offer to meet up for coffee has been put on the table. At the moment I'm considering Thursday. I also have a slew of emails to get back to now as well. I may have to pull my ad just to give me time to reply to all the people that have contacted me now. Preliminarys may be ending and it's time for round one!