It's amazing how quickly something out-of-the-ordinary becomes quite mundane. I trekked up the garden path this evening in wellies and anorak in the pouring rain, in the dark with my head torch, with my day's third load of washing to go in the washing machine up at the 'house', which is currently swimming in three or four inches of rainwater. However frustrating this may seem I always remind myself of the millions of women around the world who have no access to clean running water, or toilets and showers. My life in a caravan is luxury compared to many.
During this past week mud has featured quite highly in our day-to-day life following a bad delivery of the Type 1 MOT I mentioned in a previous blog. The material was clearly sub-standard and after a couple of days of heavy rain, and heavy vehicles turning, the driveway was turned to complete sludge and looked like this ...
Adrian got a manager to come and assess the situation, who confessed that the surface should not look as it did, even after all the rain. Thankfully the company agreed to remove the layer of mud (which should have been rock hard and better draining) and replace it with something much better suited to the job. Our driveway is once again useable for parking (much better for the neighbours to have our vehicles off the road) and looks like this (with a glimpse of the new upper-floor wall panels) ...
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