We are confronted with a problem at the moment which needs prudence. There will be reorganisations done on where we are living, needing scaffolding and clearing certain places outside: that is the command we have be given. All porches are to be emptied. Now the Summer is approaching, the time when you sit outside reading a book, perhaps even with the computer. You eat your meals outside. No problem, but you will have no chairs or tables to do it on, and if you do find a little space somewhere, you will have to share it with various members of the working building population. It all has to be planned. I am a golden oldie that walks with a stick, and Mr. Swiss has back problems meaning that lifting is not ideal. Luckily we have No. 1 son who is always present and so it began on the week-end.
We had a large table on this porch which could accomodate 5 people, 6 at a stretch. That was removed to the cellar, not by us but two very nice gentlemen from our furniture company and replaced by our smaller version of the table which was usually on the other porch. The other porch no longer had a table, just two chairs and this is the present situation. At first we cleared everything, my son putting the two chairs into the celler and removing the table to the front porch. It was then that our feline no longer had a place to rest her weary body, and so No. 2 son had to return to the cellar to replace the chair. In the meanwhile prudence was no longer in charge of the situation as neither me nor Mr. Swiss really knew what we wanted. This morning we decided that the table should be replaced, we could always shift it quickly another time if necessary.
This is now the front porch, a mixture of garden ornaments looking like a junk shop, and pots with my summer plants which are usually on the back porch, but no longer due to the work. There are two chairs, but not longer a table in the middle. That is now on the back porch – are you with me? No problem, it might change again. Perhaps we might shift them to the back garden when we know a little more. The two chairs here were also removed to the cellar, but we decided it was not really necessary and so they were returned. Thank goodness for the patience of No. 1 son.
It has now been a constant up and down of moving chairs and tables and no-one came to the party. We expected the builders this morning, as according to the plan they would make holes in the ground for the scaffolding supports and the gardener would remove some hedges. Nothing has happened and I do not care. To be continued, prudently or not.