This morning Dan and myself went over to the spires fully equipped with the necessaries for a survey to pin down the location of some of those trees, telegraph poles and the drainage. We valiantly fought the weather, which was mainly wind driven rain (the Spires is rather exposed on top of a hill), and just about won, though the concrete dust mixed in with the rain from the demolitions next door almost got the better of us.
The end result was though in fact slightly better than hoped for. We’ve been left with one very soggy bit of paper with measurements marked on in pencil so the ink doesn’t run, we’ve done this before you see, and some useful information from the demolitions contractor next door. We also managed to help a confused BT engineer who couldn’t work out what was being demolished and sympathise with a local resident about uncoordinated street works. Alistair was right, people on the estate talk to you more when you put a pair of site boots on.
No photos Im afraid - far to wet.
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