We have been concerned for some time about the footpath running alongside the house in Fausset Lane. We had to pay the Council an extortionately large sum in case we damaged same, despite the fact that it was in really bad shape before we started.
The Council obviously thought so too, because about a month ago, they ripped it all up. That was a good thing, but the timing was terrible and we were afraid they would be trying to put the new asphalt down on a day when one of our tradies needed access to the back. Or that they would manage to lay fresh asphalt just before some heavy vehicle like a digger or a truck was due.
Peter rang the Council twice last week to try and make sure that wasn't going to happen, and was given assurances that a) it wouldn't, and that b) if it did, we could put up a sign requesting that they didn't do the strip by the back gate.
So we are enjoying the fact that no tradies are due, thinking that we don't have to lurch out of bed at 6:30, when we are woken at about 7am the sound of barriers being erected, and a large truck going past. We fling on clothes and go out to fight off the Council contractors, only to find they are doing road repairs at the other end of the block. Up early for nothing, curses.
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