There is a huge hoisting crane on Frederikstraat. Three men with serious faces are looking at a large concrete building block that is kept upright by the crane. Every once in a while the men signal to the crane driver way above them and then the block is moved a few inches. One of the men walks away and returns with a metal pin that is screwed in somewhere.
A traffic controller stops by to have a look. He is remarkably well-informed. The work has been delayed because the supplier of the building blocks did not deliver a certain component. “After they telephoned and emailed about it!”
Cyclists passing by (on their way to work, I suppose) smile at me kindly and a wee bit pitying. I can almost hear them think: “Poor old man, nothing better to do.”
10 November 2015 (MM)