Sat on the digger that’s ruining my summer he says “that’s why the government let THEM in. It boosts the economy in the short term” he emphasises the word short with a wink and a crooked smile.
Sat in the garden trying to reconnect with the place I like the best. My company though is a clattering sound of metal on stone, the rat tat tat of progress refusing to cease, even in my back yard.
We do need houses for all the people or more specifically landlords need property for their portfolios, otherwise how are they supposed to afford their villas in Spain.
Progress never sleeps and there is concrete dust in my cider.
Copyright John de Gruyther 2015