Those of you who have nothing better to do than read this rubbish on a regular basis (I do appreciate it, by the way) will know that there's a peculiar but hugely popular Yorkshire team sport entitled, "Digging up Barry, Vanessa and Jamie's Road."
It's a year round activity and all participants like have a go at least once every few months.
In recent times we've had electric people, gas people, water people, phone people and Internet people. And they've all had a lot of fun.
We were warned some time ago that the employees of Leeds City Council Highways Department wanted their turn too and, as a result, we wouldn't be able to park our car outside our house either last Sunday or Sunday coming.
They came and went last Sunday as planned. And, of course, we have been eagerly anticipating their return in three days' time.
But it appears they enjoyed themselves so much last weekend that they simply couldn't wait.
Because about half an hour ago, just as Jamie was going to bed and without any warning whatsoever, they rocked up outside to begin re-digging up our road. According to the sign, they hope to be finished at around 11.30pm tonight. (Oh, and they are still coming back on Sunday).
The picture above was taken from Jamie's window. And, as you might imagine given that it takes two men to hold that big diggy thing that digs roads, it's all very noisy in his room at the present time.
As my father once memorably said to me years ago when something was irritating him, "Is it any wonder I take drink?"
Nor me, Dad, nor me.
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