MASH

Nine months ago I was working on a billion $ construction project. We had 3,750 field operatives and 200 members of staff.
Then we hit the iceberg – contract terminated!
We moved off site and took what valuables we could salvage to sell - the mechanical plant, plywood and small tools. We found the cheapest place to work from. It was the local Junk Yard.
At first it was abhorrent to me to be working in such a place. I could not bear the smell of burning tyres or the smell of the untreated sewage water used as a dust suppressant.
Today I received my call to go and work in Head Office. Suddenly I realised I've become fond of the Junk Yard. I will miss it terribly. This place has a unique feel to it. My faithful side kick is in tears (Photo Attached)
I feel like the surgeons from MASH (The Movie) heading back home after completing their tour. When they get to the camp prior to shipping they have no insignia, they are unshaven, they urinate on the front lawn.
I am also unshaven and I think I might have forgotten how to use a flushing toilet!