Roadworks

Roadworks
Roadworks

Roadworks

I mentioned the roadworks that the council started outside our house yesterday, which was on a Friday (?). That blocked the rear entrance to our house by all but a fifteen-inch earthen ‘bridge’. Well, this morning they came back and enlarged the hole to three metres (the width of the lane) by about thirty metres by about two deep.

Then they went home for the weekend.

There is no fencing, no tape, no alternative planking, just a huge hole that most home-owners would be proud to have as a garden swimming pool. Don’t get me wrong, it is a very well-made hole with smooth sides and a perfectly flat bottom, but why do we have to have it there all weekend?

It is my mother-in-law’s sixty-ninth birthday today and that hole goes around two sides of her house, effectively cutting her off from the guests we had invited for her surprise party tonight.

As many of you know, I come up the lane that is now a hole every afternoon for a few jars of ale at the shop which is about 150 yards from my house, but today I had to walk a mile and a half to get to the same spot. (I don’t even want to think about getting home later on), but I wonder how many people will turn up tonight if they have to make that same detour because of the roadworks.

Despite what I said earlier, I do have to think about how I am going to circumvent those roadworks to get home or to the party, and the only thing I can come up with is to message our daughter in Bangkok, which is 600 km away and ask her to phone her mother to get someone to come and get me on a motorcycle. I don’t have a phone, if you were thinking about that, and I don’t know my wife’s number, not that there are any phone boxes here any more, they were ripped out a few months ago.

All the best.

Owen

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Owen Jones, Amazon Best-Selling Author from Barry, Wales, has lived in several countries and travelled in many more. While studying Russian in the USSR in the '70's, he hobnobbed with spies on a regular basis; in Suriname, he got caught up in the 1982 coup; and while a company director, he joined the crew of four as the galley slave to sail from Barry to Gibraltar a home-made concrete yacht, which was almost rammed by a Russian oil tanker and an American aircraft carrier.
“I am a Celt, and we are romantic”, he said when asked about his writing style, “and I firmly believe in reincarnation, Karma and Fate, so, sayings like 'Do unto another...', and 'What goes round comes around' are central to my life and reflected in my work. I write about what I see, or think I see, or dream... and, in the end it is all the same really”. He speaks seven languages and is learning Thai, since he lives in Thailand with his Thai wife of fifteen years.
His first novel, Daddy's Hobby is from the seven-part series 'Behind The Smile: The Story of Lek, a Bar Girl in Pattaya', but his largest collection is 'The Megan Series', twenty-three novelettes on the psychic development of a teenage girl, the subtitle of which, 'A Spirit Guide, A Ghost Tiger and One Scary Mother!' sums them up nicely. He has written fifty novels and novelettes, including: Dead Centre; Andropov's Cuckoo; Fate Twister; The Disallowed (a philosophical comedy); Tiger Lily of Bangkok; and A Night in Annwn (Annwn being the ancient Welsh word for Heaven). Many have been translated into foreign languages and narrated into audio books.
Owen Jones writes stories set in Wales, Spain and Thailand, where he now lives. He is a life-long Spiritualist, and this belief is interwoven, in a very realistic way, into many of his books and storylines. If you like a touch of the 'supernatural', try his books
He sums his life up thus: “Born in the Land of Song, Living in the Land of Smiles”.

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