Got back to the flat last night at 9.30pm to discover traffic cones liberally strewn around the road, whirling amber lights adorning diggers, and lots of men in fluorescent jackets dotted around the place.
Great – late night roadworks just under the bedroom window, just as the weather gets too warm to keep the window shut.
Still, the last time this happened our woes were magnified by the lack of a functioning washing machine – so far our entire collection of domestic appliances seem to be in fine working order.
We even have a new teapot!
(Obligatory Mrs Doyle picture.)