As any modern man can see........it's not 30 days from March 8th............yet here we are.
Well, here the neighbors are, as "Nottinghill" isn't even our street.
For the life of me, I can never remember its name, so I have dubbed it "Morning Glory" - and that's the name that stands.
We are closing in August 8th, not April. 8th......and the road isn't done. Nor is an adjoining street.
I will say, tearing up two streets, taking down dozens of scraggly trees, putting in tons of new sewers and water drainage systems, 30 days seemed ambitious at best.
Clearly, this is the first go-round for the project manager. It might be his last? I'd say - at the very best, they're two weeks away from completion, and that is if they were ready to start repaving......and they're not.
It only seriously interrupts our Shep walks on rainy days, or post rain days - as that route is messy. And part of it is dangerous.
I do just chuckle - silently - as I pass that sign a few times per week. I think they should leave it up a few months after they're completely finished.
Song by: the Rolling Stones