Hello cheerful Brightish people.
Get your coffee and let me pour my heart out.
Some of you know that I’m disabled. I broke my spine in a freak trapeze accident, well not really but technically I can’t walk because there are two breaks in my spine and you wouldn’t believe what my neck looks like on rayon. Added to that, many injuries, asthma, metabolic disease and hypermobility disorder etc etc ad nauseum. So I don’t play football anymore. Onlh with the neighbours cat anyway.
Someone saw a lot of profit in ripping the whole village up for ‘improvements’ and the noise and obstruction has been endless. My house is wooden and the works seem to have focused on our group of houses for months, shaking the whole house for 8 hours a day.
A few months ago I went out and came back to find that they had ripped out our fence, driven machines all over the grass and obstructed the path to the house with a pile of earth, no warning or apology. the front grass is too uneven to mow now and the strimmer shakes my spine and leaves me sick.
These works are supposed to be the whole village but they spend most of their time obstructing our houses in one place, for weeks now, the road has been up and closed, getting in and out of the property has been difficult and dangerous and my neighbours have suffered the same. There are trenches without ramps, loose scalpings and stones, mess, machinery and equipment everywhere and of course machines and noise all day.
last week after very short notice they again blocked us in with trenches, in theory we could leave our cars at the hall, but I couldn’t because the locking system on mine is broken and due to my car being robbed and vandalised in safe serene rural France before, I can’t leave it out of sight, so basically no car, we’re a tiny rural village, no shop, 5km to a shop. The warning we got was that the closure would last from last week to today midday. For the last two days they’ve done nothing and I needed a break from the noise so I walked to the nearest town and had a day out, I’ve now been doing this for weeks and it makes me ill because technically I can’t walk, but it saves my mental health.
I came back expecting the trenches and stones to be cleared and the car liberated but for the second day running, they’d done nothing.
Its just our end of the village, everyone else is having life as normal.
Someone said they would help me with shopping but then went awol, and it is severely hurting me, having to walk to the supermarket and back carrying what I can in a backpack up a steep hill.
I fell on the mess of scalpings and stone as I tried to get back into the property.
What can I do about all of this? I don’t mean to be a very British moaner but it’s become intolerable.