Living in the Hills

Ahhh builders. The same all over the world. And while ye never believe a fricken word they say, there's still this little part of your head that does and thinks it will all go like clockwork. As most of those who read this will have experience with builders first hand, I'll have no need to go into our experience in any great detail. Obviously the fact that it actually rained has set "us" (ie the builders) back significantly - nobody banked on our getting the big downpours we've got in the last week (this is good news on a broader scale - we're still in the middle of a drought but of course right now I don't want rain). The fact they couldn't be arsed redirecting the run-off water pipe from next door that they cut and left open onto the excavated site, thus flooding the whole fricken area and (in my humble opinion) risking the subsidence of our gaf has only a little bit to do with the set-back. There's the usual crap (like the need for a new gas and heating system) they find that has to be fixed before anything else can be done. Yes, its all part of the process, but those who know me well know patience was never one of my strongest virtues. This is a new experience form me. I have lots of others virtues of course.

Suffice to say, its 3 weeks in and we're still here with Barb and Geoff - in Kenmore Hills. Hills being a very important part of the location name. I'm still commuting into work through sh&t traffic and therefore leaving before 7 - thats probably no big issue to most of those who commute at home - to get in for 7.30. As opposed to leaving at 7.15. Those 15 minutes I tell ye. One of the advantages of staying out here in the countryside is the things you can see when ye wake up in the morning. How about a kangaroo on the lawn?

Old hat and so what I hear you say. I mean it is Australia. How about a couple of deer? A doe and a deer.

As for Aibhe. Well of course she's being spoilt rotten with the level of attention she's getting. And a right little girl she's becoming - a bruiser of a girl, but still a girl. She does like her dolls though which is fortunate. Still wakes at 5am at the moment, but now that the darkness is being to eke into the morning a little more day by day, perhaps she might lengthen the sleep to daylight? One can but hope.

Not much else to report. We await some progress on the house, and then, well it will be home sweet sh&thole-building-site home for a while.