"I was busy with the routine maintenance of the transmission of a barn cleaner, perched at the end of the outer rise. It was a cold and drizzly day.
I was lubrication the moving parts when I got to a plugged lubrication point. I had to change the lubrication nozzle to correct the problem, a job that promised to be annoying in every sense of the word: a terminal painstakingly accessible, bare-hands work in cold weather, unsafe position to avoid a fall. I add the personal factor: little appeal for mechanical work, easily impatient in this kind of situation. I did not want to embark in it, especially since there was no guarantee of success,even if I managed to change the faulty piece. So I prayed my angel to call upon his friends for help. I managed to change it in reasonable time. Even better: the lubricant was flowing through! Better still: I never did get impatient, not even for a second! I was brimming with joy. A small victory on myself that embellished the rest of the day. Thanks to my angel and friends; with them, everything is peaches and cream…”

Marc