Six Months Later…
It’s not anything to be ashamed of, we all have something that’s broken…Don’t we?…(Humour me please?)…In fact it’s liberating to be able to stand up and say…”This is broken and I can live with it!”..It’s either that or break down!
Six months ago we had to have a hole dug in the center of the garden to have some pipe work laid. The trench had to run quite deep, so a digger did the brunt of the work. The digger couldn’t come into the garden, so had to come in over the wall. which resulted in the damage above.
My husband laid the pipes, fixed the paving and filled in the trench, but six months later the front wall and fencing is still to be fixed. Granted my husband has been working and needs to get a friend to fix the fencing, but still…Six months?
Having five dogs and living on a Greek Island where seismic activity isn’t unusual, the broken wall is a bit of a concern. A big shake could bring it down, which would probably coincide with our weekly visit from the postie (and we all know how much dogs love postmen!).
I have visions of the postman pulling up in his car, climbing out to pop the post in our postbox, a large tremour happening just at that moment (what are the chances?) and bringing the wall down. The dogs would think it was Christmas!…They aren’t nasty dogs, it’s just they go berserk at the postman, who takes absolutely no notice of them.
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