Back in Calgary, it was not long before i stumbled across adverts in the paper for job vacancies. With my resume in toe, I applied to all positions, which included shelf stacking at the local supermarket and waiting. After a few days with no response, I was not quite sure what to do, I had run out of Harry potter books to read, so had the choice of starting again or reading Di's Geography books, the later not likely as I still have nightmares of "A" level Geography and my teacher that the class nicknamed penguin! However my luck was about to change, or so I thought, when the cashier asked me what I was doing in High River. I was polite and said the usual stuff and mentioned that I was looking for a job. "I can fix you up, my Husband is looking for someone to help him for about a month or so; its laboring but mainly just holding nuts and bolts". This sounded great; I was willing to try anything provided that the dollars started flowing my way again. By the way Mum and Dad- Auntie Di offered to give me the money that you sent her for my keep, but realising that this, whilst a very attractive proposition, would mean a months worth of reading Geography books and Danielle Steels!
I had to get off of my backside and do something so agreed. "OK" said Mrs Furnley, "he will be round at 5.00am in the morning". Ah, I suddenly thought; who mentioned anything about getting up at 4.30am???!! At home, I struggled to make it in to office at 9.00am! Taking the cool approach, I thought to myself: I can do this. Well for the next 10 days I worked for 8 hours a day. The reason for getting up so early was that the job I had accepted was building Grain Bins & Hoppers on Farms, 10,000 bushel bins in fact that are 60 ft in height (this is meant to sound impressive...). The Bins are made from sheet steal and when the sun shines and reflects, within about 10 minutes you look like Magda from the film "There's something about Mary"!See pic below!
The work is ok, tiring especially in the heat, which on a bad day can reach 37c, although a couple of nights ago the temperature did drop to -2c which was a bit of a shock! The people who I have to work with though are not so good. Its sounds really harsh, but they are all quite slow - partly due to living in the middle of nowhere for most of there lives; for example, one of the guys I am working with races motor bikes and yet when it came to jump starting a truck, he couldn't find the battery, let alone hook up the jump leads. I am the first to admit that I am no mathematician but the guy who owns the company had to get a calculator to divide 288; I’m glad to inform you , Mum, Dad, that I managed this sum, however he was not willing to take the advise of a "minor" and told me that 144 was wrong! (However came to the same conclusion 5 minutes late when he had worked out how to turn on the calculator!)
I have come to the conclusion that this is going to be the longest and most painful month of my life (so far); I even find myself singing Christmas Carols to pass the time - it is this bad!
Looking ahead, one of my best friends from Uni is coming out to see me which I am really excited about! 
Di has offered us the use of her new camper van and we plan to head south into the States. On the 8th September we set off to Salt Lake City then on to San Francisco, L.A. Vegas (time permitting) back up to Seattle, Vancouver and Banff before heading back to High River and flying back to the Uk on the 22nd September.
. This will be a great end to a great summer and produce a few more tales along the way, im sure!