I cycled home last night to find the large grey box we’ve been living under for the past seven months had finally been removed. Left behind was a platform and scaffolding.
From the 29th of March to the 25th of October, from the beginning…
to the end…
It was what I’d always thought was being installed and I felt quite emotional as the trauma of the installation came flooding back.
Ok, no one died and all it meant was that we lived in darkness for seven months but we’ll never get the summer of 2019 back.
Anyway, onward and upward like moles blinking in the sunshine, if there was some!
We’ll be celebrating this weekend as the rest of the scaffolding is down today, just as the clocks go back for winter!
There’s a good lesson learned, don’t ever agree to scaffolding just to be amenable and always, always define the meaning of “platform”!