I’m delighted to have author, Lynette Creswell on my blog today. The last time Lynette popped over for a chat, it was to talk about her fantasy novels – you can read that interview HERE…
Source: #TuesdayBookBlog Switching Genres – From #Fantasy to #WomensFiction with Lynette Creswell @Creswelllyn
Good morning humans. It’s me again. Let’s start today with a question:
Can you hear that? Can you feel it?
I will answer the question myself (although it should be questions, but who cares?).
No, you can’t. You’re not here physically and even if, there is nothing. The work is finished. No strange people, no strange smell in the house. Doors and windows are closed. No drag. Close to paradise. Just close. As I mentioned already, now there are other people in front of the house digging up the pavement. A constant noise but a bit like having a radio playing. A background noise. Only in front of the house. My playground stays calm. There is no one. No human, that is. It might (No, it will) bring some changes to the daily life of my humans. It looks as though they have no longer access to the court yard by car from this afternoon on. That’s why they were constantly coming and going last Saturday. It’s announced that the work will go on till end of next month. If you have a look at what these guys have already done, you know why. They started 2 weeks ago digging up the pavement in front of the school. They will one day replace the top layer with something that looks nicer. One day! They haven’t yet. At the moment, the pavement in front of the school isn’t useable. It’s a dig site. And they will do the same on the other side too. At the moment they are doing the same in ‘my’ road. Digging up, doing some work. But not closing. Which means no access to court or garage for the people living on this side. Thus, they have to park their cars on the opposite side. Where parking is forbidden during the day. On one hand logic because they are working and need some space. On the other hand, not so. The majority of people living in this area are of an advanced age. Already retired, not leaving for work in the morning. Where do they park their cars? And some of them are of reduced mobility. They have problems walking and carrying their shopping. That’s why they are using their cars. Which they can’t really at the moment.
After 4pm parking is allowed on the opposite side. Great. You got a dig site on the right and parking cars on the left. In the middle you have a cars width of space. Trespassing the road is forbidden by signs on both entries to the road. Does anyone care? Exactly, not a soul. The road is not your only way. You could go around it. You may need a long drink glass more of gas. But that’s it. Still, no one cares. That Belgian drivers are the worst in Europe isn’t just a rumour.
Today’s photo is the last of the nut series. As you should know by now, it was taken by my personal photographer. And she has to take some new photos of me (HINT!).
See you next week with more human follies
Take care of yourself (and others)