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Tuesday, September 04, 2012

On line

The Southern Railway had the immense honour of transporting the Gorse Fox up to the great metropolis that is London. On arrival, he committed himself to the underground transport system which whisked him seamlessly beneath the banks of the Thames to the site of the great Blackfriars' priory. A quick stroll across the Bridge, a stop for a bucket of coffee at a local emporium and GF arrived at work.

The day was spent doing pseudo-science. This is the time in the preparation of a bid where you spend a significant portion of your time developing estimating models to generate models of the effort that will be required to deliver the project. The reason that the Gorse Fox thinks of these as pseudo-science is that whilst the mathematics is robust - the underlying data is far from complete and is reliant on perceptions rather than detailed research. Nevertheless, GF enjoys this and had a good day.

The Estate Agent called. The viewers who had visited yesterday had decided not to make us an offer as our garage was too close to our neighbour. We were quite delighted as we did not feel they were the sort of people that would fit in here, nor appreciate what they had got.

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