Look what I discovered at the bottom of our path where it meets the main road. We have a speed limit through our village, in most smaller places here, of 30 Kilometers per hour. They have now, probably temporarily, erected a speed measuring device. As you drive pass it shows you how fast you are. It is positioned just after the exit from our underground garage, so I do not have the feeling that we will reach any great speeds on it. Mr. Swiss said it has been there for some time.
Our appartment building is now a yellowy colour on the East Side. Yesterday our building team finally completed our new surface. The isolation is finished, and now all it needs is a roughening up of the texture and a coat of paint. Our windows were covered with plastic sheeting during the day, but at the beginning of the afternoon it was removed. The side wall is still covered in plastic. The workmen left with half our garden covered in plastic, but it began to storm with high winds, blowing most of it to one side. A workman appeared from nowhere, and removed it all. We are not sure what is happening to the side wall, but this is also covered in plastic. Perhaps a well-known painter has been invited to make an artistic touch to the wall – who knows.
Otherwise we are set for a nice quiet week-end with no disturbances, although this morning it seems two roof workers appeared from nowhere and ascended to the roof sporting a loud radio as they went. This was 7.30 a.m. but it seems a complaint was lodged by a neighbour and the radio was immediately switched off. We were under the impression that roof work was finished, but they have now distributed vegetation over it and perhaps the workers had to inspect the growth.
At last I eventually, finished the Game of Thrones. I have never been so relieved to finish a book. 800 pages of family feuds, death and destruction finalising with the hatching of three dragon eggs. I think the dragons grow up and return somewhere in the last book, but I will not bother to find out. I am now reading Book 3 of the Alex Cross detective stories by James Patterson. At least I have a story line which will probably have an ending.
I will leave you with yet another romantic view from our garden through the scaffolding. At least we are getting some blue skies today, it can only get better. See you around, enjoy the day and beware if you see builders in your area, their intentions are not always good.