Bad news day! Not only do we have the usual virus dangers, but now we have monster trucks in the street. What are they doing? Such a frightful noise. Grind, crunch crunch bang grrrrr rattle.
I take up a position on the bed, but I can’t sleep in this noise.
I send Lynettea to peer through the front window.
‘No, I am not frightened, Sasha, ‘ she says. ‘They have torn up the road and now they are grinding it to pieces.’
