Tuesday, March 16, 2021

A windy night (i)

I never mind a windy night, with one notable exception!

My neighbour has a covered driveway comprising mainly of plastic corrugated sheets.  With luck, the wind is in the South East, and this does not seem to trouble the construction very much.

If, however, the wind is in the North West, I have to expect a sleepless night.  The loose panels on the front jump up and down with every gust, and the whole drive erupts into action.

With scraping, banging and crashing noises, every type of household item starts to take flight.

Dustbins, water containers, children’s toys, large sheets of plywood, old plastic bumpers from long-scrapped cars, and an assorted array of plastic sheeting, all combine in their contribution to this annoying midnight concert.

I just have to lie awake trying to identify any individual object and waiting for it to hit my window. 

Last week it was a large piece of roof sheeting.  I hope that is the piece that jumps up and down!


David Taylor

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