28th November 2010 - Babysitting

On our way to pick up Susie and Max from the airport, Dar and I stopped to buy some flowers. Jumping out of the car narrowly avoiding the trench that had been dug all along the road. The trench was being dug completely by hand, even the tarmac was being broken up using a long metal pole to piece the surface before breaking up the hardcore and eventually getting to the soil which was loaded into wicker baskets hauled to the surface by hardy women folk. The spoil was heaped up by the side of the trench. This pile of tarmac, hardcore and soil then created the perfect play area for the couples 6 month old baby to play whilst her parents worked.