Thus said the sign blocking my path on the way into work this afternoon. It was too; cluttered up with green vans, yellow pipes and holes in the pavement. I managed to safely navigate to the other side of the road, despite the best efforts of an MPV driver who failed to stop at the pedestrian crossing. On the way past I noticed that every single one of the Murphy workers were having a nice chat and a cup of tea, rather than getting the bloody pavements back in working order. The lazy bastards! It’s taken them months just to get a few hundred yards, and God knows how much further they’ve got to go before they finish. My goat is got.