The tank building exercise
In hindsight, scheduling a tank-building session on a day that every weather forecast in the last week had been predicting hail for was not a great idea. I knew it wasn't going to hail, and it didn't. However. If you woke up on Saturday morning and looked out your window, it was not exactly what you'd call "inspiring".

I turned up anyway, because if anyone really was game enough to turn up in the steady, drenching, very cold rain then darnit, I should be there. Though I sincerely hoped for their own sakes that no-one did. I spent the first hour or so chatting with my co-manager Steve about how the project was going and what strategies we needed to be thinking about, then he was getting a bit cold and wet and went home. I stayed around til well into the time that the second session would have started. I knew that the rain would back off by lunchtime, so there was a chance that anyone who'd actually been keen might emerge from their cocoon, sniff the sky and think "I'll risk it" for the second half. But no. By 1 pm it was still raining (though only marginally, it had backed off as expected), it was still FREAKING COLD, and I was still the only one there. So I went home and curled up with James under lots of blankets.

So no tank building. Apparently Scott did come (thank you!) but must have missed me by only a couple of minutes. I attempted to build a module on my own thinking that well, the more I did now, the less I'd have to do later, and if I was going to be here for a couple of hours anyway that could equal ten modules. But it was actually too cold for my hands to manage it, even with gloves - I got less than halfway through the first module before I had to stop because my fingers weren't working anymore. It didn't help that this was the day that the temperature kept going down all morning - the minimum temperature for the day was actually at about 11:30 or 12. So it really *was* cold.