Cavando un hoyo.

New Normality day 65.
Two very burly builders (actually one could only be described as fat) drilled a hole in the terrace today in an effort to find a leak which has been apparent for a while now. After a lot of noise and dust (and dog barking through the window) they produced a hole, which they, like builders everywhere, stood and silently contemplated. The larger guy wouldn't have fitted in the hole, so the slightly less large guy did something in there, then they left after saying they'd be back mañana. I hope they fixed whatever it was, but expect it to be expensive. Now I just have to keep the dogs from falling down the hole.
In other news, the houseparty guests opposite have left - yay!