So rather than be out there on the garden we spent it on all sorts of social worky meetings and things. Stat R's.
We ploughed our way through the mire, they were actually a bit on message and the suggestion little D spent weekends home with mum didn't even get off the floor.
But it was a lot of hours out of a day to waste on things we already had a grip on.
Later though we had meetings number two.
The meeting about renewable energy on this site, this firm want to lease a bit of land here to site a big bunch of small wind generators to sell into a feed in tarriff which in theory we will claim but in reality they will take the money from for themselves.
I am a bit dubious, they pay us ground rent to put a serious ammount of generators here it was all very soft sell, the most lethal sell of all.