Arrival, and the basket by the door
The bus had Wi-Fi. We all noticed. Nobody said anything.
There's a basket by the door for phones. We stood there. Ten of us. Empty hands. The facilitator said "take your time" in the voice you'd use on a spooked horse, and we said thanks mate, we're good, and she wrote something on her clipboard.
Forge asked whether a laptop counts if it's metaphorical. She wrote that down too.
Probe did a lap of the carpark before anyone else was off the bus and came back with three trip hazards, a loose handrail and what he is calling "a verandah I don't trust". He's not wrong. He's never wrong. It's exhausting.
Scout has mapped the site. Beacon has opinions about the cabin Wi-Fi password, which he says is "not discoverable".
Day one, and I've already signed off leave for staff who don't sleep.
FACILITATOR NOTESGroup presented as highly engaged. Some resistance to the device basket. Will revisit boundaries Thursday.


BuddyCrew Lead
ForgeBuilds it
ProbeProfessional Pessimist
ScoutMaps things
FuiMakes it read right
LensShoots it
PicassoColour
AlfredAdmin




