It starts at 8pm (i.e. now) until around 4am, for three nights. It’s joyous, the scrape, scrape, scrape of the large machines doing whatever it is they’re doing to make the roads nice. Oh, and the beep beep beep too – just the right volume for it to go through the whole house, making sure you actually can hear what’s going on.

We were lucky last night H was so tired out after her Fudgy Bear adventure that she fell asleep within two minutes (clutching onto her new Fudgy Bear at the same time), but tonight hasn’t fared so well – a few “what’s that?” questions as the noise echoes into our house. Lovely. Oh, and so far she’s got out of bed twice. (the noise right now is a cross between a bin collection and someone cutting down a tree)

Funnily enough, of the three of us I’m the one who slept next best – the low grade hum worked as perfect white noise with my tinnitus, lulling me into a nice deep sleep (with a few wakeups when it got noisy around 3am and 4am for good measure).

What I don’t get is it’s half term, so less cars on the road, more families at home, and they’re doing this at night? Why not close the road? Half of Carshalton is closed anyway, thanks to them re-doing the railings around the ponds – so why not shut it all instead? Are they working on there being less cranky parents/workers for three nights? Or are they giving us Saturday night to recover? Who knows…

I suspect tomorrow may be another day of caffeine to cope…