After the storm
Just when we thought it was all over, a slip closed the Eastern Hutt Road, the main road from our house to the station. Long tail-backs resulted, meaning Viv and I spent happy times in queues. Progressively re-opening, now up to three lanes, probably sorted properly by tonight. No damage to our place except the broken window, and that wasn't anything to do with the storm.
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|Date:||February 17th, 2004 02:38 pm (UTC)|| |
Hi, Sounds like you've endured too much wet stuff lately. Glad that you survived with very little damage. Who is taking responsibility for the broken window then? I remember a smashed window at our house in Port Sunlight. I'd been tormenting Robert and really got him in a bad temper. He threw a mars bar at me and it missed and went through the back door window. I also remember when we had an Afghan Hound, it was totally loopy and used to jump through the windows of the shed if it saw anyone in the yard rather than using the open door. The final smashed window I remember was in New Ferry when someone broke in at 4am and we were asleep upstairs. They must have had a lovely shock when they stood on the pressure mat under the window and set the house alarm off.
Well, I hope you manage to get the window repaired and that you see a little more of the summer and less of the rain! Take Care
|Date:||February 19th, 2004 11:51 am (UTC)|| |
discussions in cupboards
Sounds like fun, a full and frank discussion whilst stuck in a cupboard. Sounds like Karen's house when Gareth and Haydn debate lively issues. Still, least the glass can be taken care of and nobody got hurt. I was across the road earlier in the week and saw the latest portrait of the three boys, and a very handsome trio they looked too.