TRH (The Retired Husband) has been squirreling. Not acorns. Timber.
There’s building works afoot in our little cul-de-sac. The squirreled timber is left over from current builds. TRH, having sought and been given permission, has salvaged this pile from one of two new buildings in progress in our little corner of the world.
Three houses have been demolished. The vacant plots have now all been sold. In the place of three houses, there will be five. Sigh…they squash them in. One has been completed and the owners have moved in.
Foundations have been laid and were awaiting development. Last week piles of building materials were delivered. And now the street is sometimes so full of work vehicles we need to warily weave our way around them to get in and out.
Two new houses are in the process of being built. This one is on a skinny, long block that will be all house, squashed between two existing homes.
As there is no land to speak of, delivery of building materials is restricted to whatever they can fit inside the building. So I expect progress will be slow. And the tradies will be frustrated working in such restrictive conditions.
This one, on the other hand, has oodles of space around it. It is the middle one of a block of three to be built across on the other side of the road. These tradies have more space than they can shake a stick at. Alas, the ambience and landscape of our quiet little street is going to change – lots. It’s going to be a two storey house.
© Raili Tanska
Steps for Peace
Imagination is the beginning of creation. You imagine what you desire, you will what you imagine, and at last, you create what you will. George Bernard Shaw