Gifted Typist

It began innocently enough as a crumbling concrete front step and now it’s become a sort of Paschendale in my front yard.

The front step might have been done on it own, but there was also the driveway, so poorly engineered that people have actually slipped under their parked car in the winter due to lack of room and up-sloping hills on each side.

It was just plain dangerous. Something had to be done.

So the heavy artillery was called in -  Buster, Tass, Seymore and the boys – and thus began the digging, the dirt, the old roots, the jack hammering and the noise. The boys seem to know what they are doing and they show up each day so that’s a good sign.

At any one time I have two excavators under my office window, sometimes a cement mixer, dump trucks arriving to take away the excess dirt and other truck arrive to drop of the rocks for the retaining walls.

It’s sort of fun seeing your house and yard stripped down to its bare bones, but it’ll be more fun when the walls are up, the concrete poured and front step is finished.

I’d say that’s still a good three weeks away.

Wish me luck

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