Spotty is on the job.

 Looks like our pipes are going to get a make over.

The guys from Spotty had already started digging when I went out to juggle cars so that my daughter could go to work. I was told that the company was named after that little fish I used to catch as a kid, but I noticed today that the boss, Spotty, has a very spotty face. 

You can see from the photo that our section has changed its look drastically. 

I talked to Spotty and is seems that he should be digging up number 21 and not 12. He said that he won't have time to put our section back to normal because he is now behind time on the required work at number 21.

Ah well, at least I won't have to cut the lawns this weekend.

I hope that things are going better for The Curmudgeon up north.

Ciao tutti.