On Tuesday the 5th of March, my husband & I (imagine QE II saying this) filled a skip with 15 cubic metres of rubble and scrapwood from an old shop on the Grote Markt.
We put this:
In this:
... after which it looked like this:
And then we had this:
Tuesday was the hottest 5th March on record: the whole square suddenly came to life. All the cafe employees scurried around, setting up tables and by half past three one had to jostle to get one. We certainly deserved our beer: after five hours of monomaniac rubble-shifting, we were coated in dust, but mercifully unaware of how much every muscle would ache later on in the evening.
you most certainly deserved that beer;-)
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makes me wonder what QE II does get uo to with her hubby?!