November 18: Frequent readers – I took a chance and made that plural – will know that I put my motorcycle into storage two weeks ago and since that day, the weather has been stellar.
You’re welcome.
The Weather Network is forecasting 18C as the high for today, so warm that I might even think of a gin and tonic in the courtyard – for medicinal purposes only. You can never be too careful with malaria. Unfortunately, there has been a gang of potheads doing tuck pointing work back there for the last week. That consists of grinding the mortar out with a power grinder and then repacking the mortar by hand, all while listening to thrash metal music on a portable boom box. There is a tiny amount of dust, inconsequential really, but the “back yard” is off limits.
Happily, I have a balcony looking into the street. It’s not spacious but there’s enough room to be comfortable and put my feet up. However, at 9:30 this morning a concrete pumping truck turned up at the construction site across the street, and there’s now a small conga line of concrete trucks waiting to unload. For added excitement, the landscape crew has been working with leaf blowers to round up the last of the leaves. Unless I wish to resort to earplugs, the balcony doesn’t seem to be much of an option either.
So I will have to resort to a third choice: I will force myself to walk over to Bayview Avenue, find a nice café on the sunny side of the street, and enjoy a coffee and a wee treat while watching the Friday afternoon traffic make its way home. It’s a hardship, but that’s life in the big city.