Ah May. The month when every other house in the street is having scaffolding put up, skips delivered, extensions built, gardens landscaped, brickwork repointed, windows painted or paving...um, paved. I was just sighing in relief that the constant shouting of cockney builders on a loft extension opposite us was finally dying down when a crew arrived today with a giant pile of sand and a wheelbarrow with a wheel that goes Eeeeee eeeeeee eeeeee. Back and forth. EEEEE EEEEE EEEEEE. All day. Wonder if anyone has ever been killed with a can of WD40?