MEN AT WORK

They've been getting gradually closer, these lines of barriers, and this morning we were asked to park the car across the road while they spend a few days digging up the pavement outside the house. I think they're renewing electricity cables. The approaching disruption has been playing havoc with B's highly territorial parking sensibilities, and it's likely to seriously p*** off the school-run parents who tend to (badly) park their unfeasably large 4x4s outside the house in the afternoons. Heaven forfend that they should have to walk!

I must admit that my tiny front garden (leftwards from the digger) looks better from this angle than it does at ground level.