Hi Everyone
A couple of weeks ago Richi, you know our Prime Minister was in the North East of England staring into a pothole in the road. They had apparently spent a few thousand pounds cleaning up the area before he arrived as the idea was that he was announcing to the world that his government was going to spend a few more million pounds to tattle the pothole problems that we all endure on a daily basis. Now this week I saw a species that I thought was almost extinct, a lorry with the words Highway Maintenance painted on the side with three men, a shovel, a few cones to keep back the crowds, and some black stuff that someone told me they use to repair the road surface in the road. All this happened just around the corner from where we live so the next morning when the crowds had dispersed, I decided to take the car down this road so that I could enjoy the pleasure of this pothole free road. What I found was two repairs each twelve inches square as my car wheel disappeared into the worst pothole in the road just twenty yards away. Why someone sent a lorry, three men, a shovel, cones, and some black stuff to repair just two holes and leave the other twenty is beyond me. My advice to Richi is that if he wants a job for life he should come into this area to spend his days staring into potholes especially if the area gets cleaned up before he arrives.
As our world gets smaller and we travel less, this week we are looking forward to our first trip abroad since before the Covid pandemic. This may or hopefully not be our last holiday in another of our favourite countries, after Italy of course as we spend a few days in Portugal. If you are a longtime Rubbish reader, you will know that I always manage at least once to take us on an adventure that goes wrong or spill food down the front ofmy best shirt. For some reason, the Main Contractor does not find this amusing. Watch this space.
This week our lovely granddaughter celebrates her eighteenth birthday. Back when we were eighteen we were only four years away from marrying and buying our first home. That we an achievable and important ambition for many of us. Now in these changing times, home ownership at that age is not even in the thoughts of many young people but even if it was, it is something that is more and more difficult. We saved hard for our home and made many sacrifices, but it was in an age when a car was not a necessity as public transport was a viable alternative, local stable employment with a job for life if that is what you wanted was there, and the house that we bought was basic with all the things that we now take for granted were things that we saved for and added over a number of years. In addition, house prices have risen faster than inflation and the basic specification for a house now is much higher, again inflating the cost. Somehow, government has to come up with some innovative ideas to help more young people achieve their dream.
Just a Thought :
This week I warned my friend about a pothole. Does that make me a TripAdvisor?
My friend's very young granddaughter come to him with a water bucket. He asked what she wanted to do with it. She told him that her dad had told her that if grandad kicked the bucket they would all be very rich.
Brian
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