A month ago, I had written to the Shire Council about our lane; well, about our end of the lane - click here.
Today they arrived, all guns blazing, with a big grader and a steam-roller sans the steam (I prefer its Indonesian name "oto malas" which translates into "lazy [slow] automobile" ☺) and more than a dozen truckloads of sand and old roadbase.
What else? Traffic lights; parking meters; zebra crossings; speed cameras? Thank you, Council, for such a big effort to fix such a small crack in the culvert. It very nearly cracked me up.
