Distraction

We were in the middle of our french lesson yesterday, and Brian was getting very distracted by a constant noise outside the front of our house, which is so unusual for our little village. It stopped for a short while, but then restarted. Our lesson finished at 1pm, so we were more than a little surprised that the noise had continued. Brian took a look outside to see a chap cleaning down the railings along the river by our window. He was jet washing the old paint off ready to be repainted, as has already happened further down the street. I’m now looking forward to seeing the finished job.