Day 13 - Scaffolding

Well I went away on Wednesday night on a business trip (the usual painful night in a Holiday Inn eating salt with food hidden in it, sleeping in a large sponge with a quilt thrown on top and two rags for pillows, with a room considerately located right next to the place where the glass recycling happens, noisily, at 5am, leaving me well prepared for an early meeting next day. Not.).

However, I get home, eventually, to discover my house has been turned in to some complex modern art installation by the addition of more scaffolding than you see sticking out of the Milennium Dome. I feel a bit like in that scene in Crocodile Dundee 2, where he and the girl are walking through the city at night and someone tries to rob them. "you call that a building site? Now THAT'S what I call a building site."

The house has a very subterrenean feel now. Many of the downstairs windows were already getting blocked by new exterior walls cropping up. Now many of the rest of them are in the shadow of extensive platforms built on the scaffolding.