Thank goodness I'm not a young, slim blonde

And now, ladies and gentlemen, before I tell you any more, I'm going to show you the greatest thing your eyes have ever beheld. He was a king and a god in the world he knew, but now he comes to civilization merely a captive - a show to gratify your curiosity. Ladies and gentlemen, look at Kong, the Eighth Wonder of the World. - King Kong (1933)

The chap who lives opposite our house, who I shall call 'M', is building an extension to his bungalow. Not just a little bit on the side (if you'll pardon the expression) but a major project going up into the roof, out at the side and out at the back. And it would appear that it is a single-handed project, almost. I do admire him and he works very, very hard but I now totally understand the feelings of people who book a holiday and are housed in a room overlooking a building site. One or two weeks are bad enough but we've had this view now for a year or thereabouts.

Anyway, what compelled me to put finger to keyboard?:

M has been tiling the roof for the past, oh I don't know, 12 weeks. This week he is working on the back and top. Every now and then something catches my eye, I glance out of the window and there is M standing on the apex of his roof, just like King Kong on the Empire State Building.

Now, I'm not saying that M looks like a gorilla but........................