We've had a lot of road works being done around our way lately. All in all, the work will take 6 months to do - and we're only 2 months into it. Old tarmac taken up, new stuff put down, traffic cone heaven, orange dayglo jacketed 'stop - go' men by the hundred. queuing traffic by the million and strange looking machinery everywhere......
Here's a picture of one. For the past few days, 'the tarmac men' have been parking their big toy outside our drive. We live on the A59 - one of the busiest roads in the country - so it's a bit tricky trying to get out in the morning. I reckon it looks a bit like a dinosaur - I've called it a right 'Paininthearseaurus'....
Our house is next to a school - so all the little kiddies have to be negotiated as well. Yesterday, I nipped back home to change into my mourning suit as I had a funeral to attend in Liverpool. I was only inside 10 minutes - but by that time, the tarmac wagon had just dumped a load of hot, wet tarmac right outside the drive. I couldn't get out. The men wouldn't let me drive over it for 30 minutes - "Til it had gone off a bit" ...... Thankfully, as it was a catholic funeral service, being half an hour late didn't seem to matter, it went on and on and on and on......