I look forward to the day when...
there are no more cigarette butts in every angle of my house & garden...
I can pass without tripping over some forlorn piece of construction equipment...
a nap is possible in my garden without the buzz of a saw or a cement mixer or Jonathan singing a song from Radio DJ...
my 400 year old walls are not just for leaning scaffolding against...
my water bill will be 1/2 less...
ditto for the electric bill...
an appointment is kept by the builder when I broke every traffic law to arrive in time...
everyone understands that Il Poggiolo is my home & garden, I live in it and it would be keen if all were to respect this fact...
Thank you, Jesus. Gads.
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