This page (like so many others) is about daily life; often hum-drum, but occasionally dramatic.
I talk about the veg' I grow, our animals, life out in the countryside, our projects, my frustration with the Woke brigade who wish to sweep away the UK's rich and wonderful history, and even about people (who I've only ever been nice to) who shout at me at for no discernible reason. All is here, and open for all to see. I name the good, and always hide the identity of the bad.
Our lives here have been like the proverbial calm flowing stream. We were lucky to have good very neighbours, then unlucky to have a few not so good newcomers. The newcomers not realising what an impact they've had on the charm and tranquillity of such a tiny hamlet. They sadly considered it their right to cause chaos, mess, and noise.
However, living is such a tiny community, we consider it our duty to make things look as nice as possible. We mow our lawns regularly, swathe our buildings in flowering climbers, and our pool is beautifully 'landscaped' into the garden. Our cottage is certainly amongst the prettiest homes in the area, and its surrounding garden is always neat and tidy. Very 'English Home Counties', I suppose.
It is partly this which has prompted our horror at seeing the Water Co happily tearing up our trees, and digging holes in the lawn. It is soul destroying seeing the damage they cause without a care in the world. Had they kept detailed plans of where everything was buried, none of this would have been necessary.
Unfortunately, we have also recently had several nights of very heavy rain, and this has made matters even worse by washing away much of their in-fill work. Previously the track above was Tarmacked and useable; it's going to take some serious repair work to put everything back as it was. The road will now have to be totally re-Tarmacked to avoid it all being washed away again. They turned-up again yesterday, only to dig more holes. It really is unbelievable.
All this may seem inconsequential to many, but to us it's very important. Gardens do not appear overnight; they evolve slowly, and are treasured.
We are extremely busy at the moment, and have little time for dealing with mess and incompetence.
Oh Cro …. That must be heartbreaking …… what a mess ! As you say, our gardens take years to nurture and then to have it all turned upside down in a matter of days must be so upsetting. It’s bad enough when a fox or squirrel digs up flowers but that is on another scale ! XXXX
ReplyDeleteSorry to hear those works are still ongoing. I would be so angry to see all my beauty and hardwork marred by this muddy mess, especially when it means holes in the lawn
ReplyDeleteI hope it's all finished,and repaired before you leave and you can enjoy your lovely gardens
Oh that is unbelievable. It almost seems to be a deliberate act of destruction!
ReplyDeleteI have always loved the view of your garden you have shown us Cro. Having always been a keen gardener myself I appreciate just how much love and care goes into it. So I really do feel for you at present.
ReplyDeleteSo sad and annoying. I hope all of this works out soon.
ReplyDeleteThat is so dreadful. Have you spoken to the Mayor?
ReplyDeleteI feel your pain Cro - I really do. The work gangs who have visited your hamlet as directed by their managers do not live there so they don't cherish it as you and Lady Magnon do. To them it's just another job.
ReplyDeleteWithout wishing to sound coarse: Shit happens, Cro.
ReplyDeleteNot that it'll lightens your load and disappointment but a few years ago we had flash flooding (through the ceiling). It was epic. Fortunately, by fluke, I woke up in time (around midnight), sleeping (oh the irony) in the one room that was NOT affected, to do some damage limitation in the others, stem the tide.
Forget the material damage - all that can be replaced. But the emotional - books, letters destroyed with ink running never to be deciphered again . . . And no insurance in the whole wide world can replace those.
Haddocks and the lawn will grow again. And spare a thought for Noah and his Ark. Which reminds me: When will you be making the journey across the Channel? I take it's imminent.
Main thing in life to keep one's nerve, all the best,
U
Oh for fucks sake …taking the opposite view just for the sake of it is so tiresome
DeleteSometimes we don’t all need fucking lectures about how to behave
Sometimes a bit of sympathy is required.
Cro you have my sympathy …xx
Yes, John, I know I am the rag to whatever you are, regardless of what I say, where I say it, how I say it. Any chance you might address me without swearing at me?
DeleteWhat "opposite view"? I tried to comfort Cro. Shit happens. If ever there was a truism.
If MY way of expressing sympathy isn't yours, tough luck, John. Maybe best if, in future, I'll run any communication with others past you first to see if it passes YOUR muster. Fat chance. My very existence appears to ignite your continued ire. Please do give it a rest.
U
You ignite many ire’s Ursula , I am sure of that and I am always irritated by your clear lack of social etiquette and social skills,
DeleteYou are bright, that is clear but you are not smart
When in a hole, John, stop digging. Unless, of course, it's your grave.
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Charmed
DeleteMaybe it is time to have a word with your Mayor. I feel for you. It must be so disappointing. I like neat and trimmed.
ReplyDeleteI wonder if I have done something 'woke', a word I don't understand, to the small alteration I made to my blog profile by mentioning which Aboriginal land I live upon.
Is there a higher authority you can talk to about this? Have you considered writing a letter? Sometimes a letter gets a response. You have a beautiful property and rightly are not happy with the ongoing digging with no end in sight.
ReplyDeleteTry shouting at them in German, it worked well before.
ReplyDeleteAt least you're still there and not in Brighton. for 6 months.
ReplyDeleteI've been to Brighton. We took a couple of bikes down for a speed trial do along the prom. It's not that bad a place. Folk seem a bit queer. Some wear leather so we had that in common.
DeleteOh dear….gays wearing leather is an old stereotype….even for Brighton
ReplyDeleteWhat a dreadful mess! How dispiriting to see your years of careful attention and love trampled so wantonly. You must try to see if they can "make good" the damage once they've found what they're looking for?
ReplyDeleteThank you all for your comments. My internet went down at mid-day yesterday, and I was unable to reply. All now OK, as you can see!
ReplyDeleteYou may suggest to thee Water company that they engage thee services of a good Water Diviner!
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