The recent discovery of a large, unexploded bomb in Sunderland has been causing chaos to the local authority service deliverers this week.
My partner, as a senior officer of the authority, has been organising and coordinating the feeding and shelter for over two thousand evacuated residents from the Hendon area of Sunderland.
Amongst this number are a couple of hundred assylum seekers who have to be segragated from the main body and amongst those two hundred are various other groups who need to be kept apart for their own safety.
People who have nowhere else to go (relatives,friends) are being given sleeping bags in nearby school halls and, aside from the obvious problems of feeding and adequate toilet facilities, there are dozens of folk with dogs and cats, all requiring food, then there's people needing nappies, nappy sacks, tampax, (just about anything you can think of has been requested) and the staff are run ragged sourcing and supplying their needs.
To top it all, the discovery of dozens of used needles yesterday morning in the school toilets was, to say the least, worrying.
The high point of last night was the couple who, despite an audience of a large number of fellow evacuees and their children, were unable to control their passions and insisted on indulging in noisy sex, albeit from the privacy of their sleeping bag!
I won't make the same mistake tonight, as I did last night, when I asked my partner Julie "How was your day?"
There's no real point to this thread, other than to say, if you think you're having a bad day, there's usually someone who's had it worse!
C-flat.