Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy. They're now digging up the road outside here to put fresh tarmac down. Right now, there is a group of 5 blokes, all dressed in bright orange jumpsuits, as close to my front door as they can get without touching it. God knows what they're talking about, I can't hear them for the noise of all the machinary. Will this flipping road ever finish?
Nevermind ruddy Castlefields wanting 6 grand compo, what about us this side, we've had the road works 3 times longer than they ever did!