So deep trough and barriers complete
The vital link to sewer drains
For several days disorder reigns ...
Late August - 24 degrees
Blue skies and just a gentle breeze
The workmen's truck is parked outside
The garage doors are pushed aside...
An encounter takes place in the street
As architect and owner meet
No doubt the latest cut-and-thrust:
More chaos, awkward sounds and dust!
Its compact style a Boitsfort first
Though sow's ear will not make silk purse
I'm curious to watch it grow
Its inner workings not on show ...
Most slates and planks have disappeared
The road, now debris-free, is cleared
Brave neighbours claim the space to park
The moment the workmen depart!
Boitsfort is quaint and postcard-twee
Ideal for poets, such as me
I observe both Man's and God's creation
And revel in more inspiration!
(c) Poet in the woods 2019
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