Fiddlers on the roof?


The hailstorm was really scary. As well as stripping a lot of leaves from the trees, the hailstones also thumped down on the roof and turned the garden white in a minute or so. I suppose that they were about the size of golfballs.
 

Well, apart from the damage to the plants in the garden and a cracked window in the greenhouse, we thought that we had more or less escaped any serious damage. We were wrong. A lot of tiles on the roof were smashed or cracked and our bank balance was not in good shape by the time we had paid the workmen who did the repairs. Even though we had a lot of spare tiles in the greenhouse, the cost of repairing the roof was rather more than we had imagined it would be (serious understatement there, folks). Oh and yes, they could not be bothered to dispose of the rubbish properly and they just left the broken tiles by the garbage bins.

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