You can blame twitter for this one because I asked my followers if I could get away with blogging about drainage roadworks and they enthusiastically agreed. Road engineers, eh? And this on a Friday night too.
Anyway, the old chap and the young chap have almost finished their epic work along our road (I did notice that the young chap had got himself a proper big yellow digger last time I passed them, but the old chap was having none of it and sticking to his shovel). Not only do we have some re-dug ditches, but on the worst bit of road they have actually put in some drains and it is now dry for the first time pretty much since we moved up here.
One casualty is the permapuddle that has stretched across our drive for long enough to gain its own wildlife. They have rerouted the burn back into the pipe it is supposed to flow into, rather than across the tarmac, and today they were busy repairing the drain that the pipe flows into (be thankful that they were hanging around at lunchtime or you’d have had several more exciting pictures of drainage works to admire). It means I now no longer have anywhere to wash my wellies after I’ve been in the garden – but it also means that my bottle dynamo, which doesn’t really like going through puddles, won’t cut out the instant I leave our gate, which is a bonus.
My hope was that the application of Sod’s Law (weather perversity act) would mean that all this expensive drainage work would result in a long drought but sadly after an unprecedented three days of sunshine the Weather Gods resumed normal service this morning. Now all we have to do is see how long the roads remain dry under normal weather conditions. And if you’re really lucky, I’ll update you.