Two metres from our kitchen window, the next door site has been under redevelopment since March. First they knocked most of it down
and got rid of the last tree between us – and half the wall too, as it turned out
That all started 6 months ago, and has continued all through the hot weather, when we weren’t able to open the windows because of the mess and dust, not to mention the bonfire which burned continuously just in front of our flat … until we objected. We are developing a Cunning Plan to divert all the wood still waiting to be burnt (what a waste!) to the bonfire our Church Army captain is planning for 5 November.
Then yesterday this happened
… so at last we have a little privacy and I don’t have to peer cautiously round the bedroom curtains before I draw them, as that new fence creates a screen between us and the builders on the site.
‘But there’s a problem’, Hub announced to the builder.
A shade of alarm crossed his face. ‘What’s that?’
‘What are the wife and I going to do for entertainment now?’