The German billionaires have gone off to their house in Switzerland. Their construction crew also seem to have gone. The large blue crane stands immobile by the village pond. Bob takes the opportunity to christen its tyres.
Back at The Rickety Old Farmhouse the builders show up ( unexpectedly ) to replace more of the broken floor tiles. While the boss works upstairs , the two morose lads are told to fill a cavity in the garage wall with insulating foam. A simple job that should have been done nine months ago.
After lunch 'the font ' goes out to take Bob and Sophie off to the cycle track. The little Skoda has been parked outside the garage, windows down. Somehow a jet of pressurised insulating foam has found its way through a crack in the wall , past the open car windows and onto the front seats. A distance of, at least, ten feet. Insulating foam, we discover, is easy to remove from paintwork but is not so easy to remove from upholstery. Foam stains now join the water marks on the seats ; a legacy from the time the car was left outside in a storm with the sunroof open.
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Well, it's always something, isn't it?
My first thought was that dear Sophie had shredded something, a seat cover perhaps, inside the Skoda....
The mess in our car is usually dog-related.
XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & Roxy
Looks like the crane might be a semi-permanent decoration. Your morose lads seem all too enthusiastic about their insulating job.
The same thing happens to me every time I go to my mansion in Switzerland too! ;)
How many houses do the German billionaires have, and why are they billionaires -- cars, arms, drugs, finance?
Boring isn't it ?
Supermarkets .
At least it's not vomit
I wonder if someone fired up the insulation squirter a little closer to the car than they should have.
I'm with Sophie, I have been wonderfing and wondering (and pondering) about the black bag tied to the gate. Not what it is, but more like why?
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