The cryptic title is due to me not really figuring what Inert et al have been up to this week on Manor farm. Matters were not helped by a rather foggy Sunday morning. As far as I could make out, Inert et al appear to have fiddled with pump station mound. They might have added a bit more to it, they might have flattened in a bit more, smooth out its top. What they appear to have done is dug a rampart around the base of the mound, much like the hill forts of the iron age. With a week to go before Christmas, and with all this silliness around the Covid-19 Omicron variant, and with the band playing steadfastly on the S.S. Bumbling Boris as it sinks, I doubt Inert et al will engage in any substantial activity in the next two weeks. And so it should be. All involved in this enterprise deserve a well earned rest. I did have a thought about the new, extended Manor lake and whether Inert need to embark on extensive excavating. I realised that with all the spoil Inert have lying around in various heaps, along with the various embankments, perhaps all Inert have to do is raise the surrounding land height to roughly that of the land bridges. This should result in a water depth of roughly two to four metres. Shallow, I grant you, but still deep enough for reed beds (shudder) and marginal vegetation. Well, unless something drastic happens in the next week, a merry Christmas to you all. I might pop down on Boxing day, partly to have a look see and partly to walk off any feasting from Christmas day. Comments are closed.
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