Bomb Site

As the sun sets on Fred towers, I look out of the dust encrusted windows and survey the devastation outside. The window is framed by scaffolding, whose poles are jutting out of a two foot pile of rubble.

No, we have'nt had an earthquake or the RAF have not included us on their practise bomb runs.

Wev'e got the builders in!

Wer'e having the pebbledash on the house renewed. They've been at it 3 days now and it looks like Beirut out there. They have to take all the old stuff off the walls first and the noise and dust they create, makes me wish I'd not taken this week off.

I just keep telling myself that it will look nice when it's finished.