Scaffolding follows me wherever I go
Scaffolding follows me wherever I go. I spent months with scaffolding on both the front and the back of my house. Every morning when I opened my curtains, a man in a hard-hat was staring back at me. I went on holiday to Rome and all the beautiful buildings were … Continue reading Scaffolding follows me wherever I go
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