Septic tank not included.....but Noggin The Nog comes up trumps!

I accompanied Fiona to Manchester today*. She had a meeting and then we were going to shop in the big city. Long meeting, no shopping but I got to people-watch in the foyer of the Britannia hotel which was much more interesting than it sounds! And they do a very nice cappuccino in the pizza restaurant downstairs.
*since the op I can't be left alone in case of epileptic fits, of which, fortunately, there is no sign which is promising, and I've had to surrender my driving licence, so someone's constantly on sub-arach-watch, sub-arach-chauffering and keeping-sub-arach-amused duty

Got back to find that the architect had been speaking to Dad re 'waste disposal'. It transpires that the required septic tank, although much talked about, was not included in the tender document so now needs to be factored in. Dad not happy........

BUT lots of building action on the barn which did make Dad happy. And we came 3rd in the quiz at Vale Royal Abbey; not bad for a team which normally comes last or second-to-last (before Dad, Fiona and I were invited to join, I hasten to add). I didn't think Fiona was old enough to remember Noggin The Nog......