There is a white blind in front of the window now, it was put there the night before by the wife. She was anticipating the early arrival of the building workers. This should prevent them looking in and seeing her asleep.
The news from the world is the same today as it was yesterday. Injustice and unfairness, greed and prejudice seem to be the main subjects being dealt with.
Make something warm to drink, staying up last night to watch television was not a good idea, the body would have been happier being asleep.
Put on a fresh pair of trousers, replace the ones soiled yesterday with a careless activity.
Namely, closing the cover of the entrance to the cellar. The dirty water on the surface slopped all over the trouser legs.
There is no harm done that a sojourn in the washing machine will not fix.
Sit down again, read on, study the charts describing the spread of the virus.
The doorbell rings, it is eight in the morning and the workers are there.
Go to the door, there is in fact only one worker, and a small flatbed truck.
He has white hair, and is a quiet man. He starts to carry his bags of mortar and plaster to the back of the house one by one,
Give him the two wheeled trolley, the own back hurts to watch him strain his. Now the neighbours builder can transport three of those bags at a time, without unduly straining his back.
The neighbours wall needs to be repaired, and that is the only way to get to it.
So there will be disturbances for a week.
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