And the renovation work procedes. We are now in the hands of the plasterers, the men that are ripping the old cover away to the building, to replace it with a much better new one. The men in white have now arrived, doing their job, leaving behind a trail of destruction and unwanted pieces of our old facade. Of course I took a walk around our estate for some new photos for the camera.
These men in white are the ruthless ones, showing no mercy to anything. They reminded me of ants clinging to various parts of the building and eating everything in their path. As I was observing the work, there was a thud and the worker at the top of the building had yet removed another piece of material landing in front of me. Of coure it is easier to throw it as carry it down. The other men swarmed over it and it was quickly removed, back to the ants.
This is what a buiding looks like, when stripped down to the bare necessities. This is the real skeleton of your living quarters, the rest is just an extra, but it is the rest that costs money and our rest was said to be ill, disintegrating and should be replaced. This was the point where opinions were divided. Not really divided as the most were in favour of this expensive luxury make over we now have. According to some, those that probably will be spending their summer that never was somewhere else, it was a necessary step, our facade was ill, and would eventually die. Others just nodded and said yes, although they rent their property and do not live here themselves. That left a remainder (including us) that found the whole fuss was not necessary and also very expensive.
However the majoritiy always get the vote, even if they do not know what they are really doing. We on the ground floor, are getting the whole mess from this renovation as according to the laws, everything is drawn to the earth’s surface, and that is where we are living. Yesterday our blinds were being removed. We were the first on the east side of the building, but will be the last on the west side as the blind removal troop must co-ordinated their movements with the plasterers. Ants have a wonderful sense of co-ordination.
Yesterday the King Ant dared to show his face when the plasterers arrive. Up to now I have only seen his photo on the notice stuck to the entrance with his telephone number for any questions. Questions, I have so many I decided to avoid asking. Not once did this ant bother to call personally and inform of what will be happening, but we are just the extras, not so important. He made the mistake yesterday of calling on a neighbour for a key and he was left speechless after hearing her tirade of complaints and thoughts.
This is now the view from the room where I write my prize suspicious blogs: a platform leading to the staircase of the scaffolding.
This notice is fixed to the entrance of the steps to the scaffolding, fixed on a special door with a programmed lock. It is in German, but more or less says that entrance is forbidden to private persons, and only the builders are allowed to mount the scaffolding. Yesterday I was sitting at my desk writing and suddenly heard the noise of running feet on the scaffolding and the voices of children. My window was open and I said, in my usual loud voice, “what do you think you are doing?”. Two boys suddenly appeared from nowhere and descended from the scaffolding and disappeared. They did not climb the stair entrance, as it was locked but managed to climb the scaffolding to this platform. Their supervisor was otherwise busy, and they were left to their own devices. I even get worried when my cat decides to explore this new state of my private nation.
But life goes on, accompanied by the background noise of drills and other tools. I have places to go today, the supermarket, and things to organise – dinner. Mr. Swiss found that I am doing a great job with my photographic documentation of the work progress. Who knows, perhaps I do stand a chance for my Pulitzer, when my book of buiding photos is published. I wonder if I have a chance of a photo exhibition in the local art gallery?
See you around on the flip side with more news from the depths of rural Switzerland where the cows say goodnight to the buiding machines.
The construction work is just a headache in my views because when it starts you never know when will it stop. It needs extensions more. But after that the new view will also soothe the eyes of any person, hopefully.
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First of all they confirmed 4 months for the work to be completed and suddenly everyone was talking about 6-7 months, although I will say that it. Is organized between the various companies doing the work. The new view will definitely be good, it’s costing enough.
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I think a book on architecture is in order. These photos are fantastic. Ants….I love that description. It gives a very vivid mental image of what you are going through.
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Actually it is often fun. Today when I went for a walk to catch up on what was going on, I was greeted by these well built building workers everywhere with a wave and a hello. What could be better, and I can even take photos of them. 🙂
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That is an incredible mess. What exactly precipitated this? Was the building falling down or something? That is a LOT of work being done on what appears to be a relatively new property.
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The building is ok, it is the insulating cover that was apparently not as I good as it should be, after 20 Years. Because they are privately owned flats it was decided to have it all revamped. I am documenting the progress with my photos. It is interesting to see how it is organised.
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I am concerned with the children in your building. You have mentioned before of the children either not supervised or the supervisors not having the children follow proper decorum. Is this from people who rent? Are they flat owners? What are the by laws concerning children and the areas they can play in? Let’s hope the kids grow up unharmed and learn some manners to live in harmony with others. Hugs
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We do not have many children in our building, just 4 children and too small to get adventuruous. The case I explained was a bit of an exceptionl The people had just moved out, but had to come back and cut their hedges. They only returned for a few hours and the father brought the kids with him. The parents were too busy cutting hedges and so boys will be boys and they climbed the scaffolding. They did not get far as I heard them scrambling around and asked what they thought they were doing. This was an exception and otherwise would never happen. We are mainly just married couples without kids.
We are a mixture of flat owners and renters. The rents are very high in our area, so it is only good situated people that can afford the apprtments. We own our appartment, and bought it almost 20 years ago. We like it very much and the area where we live.
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