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Every summer it's the same darn thing. The moment it's warm enough to go cycling or for walks, roadworks start. Pavements and whole streches of streets are dug up, with gaping holes and ugly machinery everywhere.
Can't be helped, though, since summer is the only time to carry out this important maintenance to repair the damage of the long winter. It's practicality before enjoying pretty 'summer in the city' views. Reminds me of the old fable about the grasshopper and the ant.
I had told my girls we could have a jump on the bed night. We were not supposed to do this. It was strongly discouraged but I promise it was controlled jumping. One at a time they jumped a pose for me. We all laughed so hard while reviewing the shots my belly felt like I had done a hundred sit ups. It was good medicine. We all needed it and nobody got hurt. Whew.