
The DoB came by the other day to check on whether the backyard garden wall has been repaired as ordered. No one was home to allow access. Nothing has been done. No one contacted me about making repairs. I need to call and make a date with an inspector. I am not sure how another fine by the Environmental Control Board will get us any closer to getting the wall repaired.

When you have your first child you worry about the usual things, like germs and falls from the changing table. Sometimes at night you find yourself dreaming these horrifically exaggerated death scenarios like when your child is sucked out a shattered airplane window on the way to visit grandma's house. Highly unlikely. Recently a sickening image crosses my mind now and again concerning those 60' deep piles. Most of the steel tubes have been left uncovered, and having an 18" wide opening, they are just big enough for a small child to slip into. I will spare you the details of my nightmare as to what happens after the child falls. Needless to say, there would be no hope of surviving such a fall seeing that the bottoms are filled with water. With so many small children playing in the area and the construction fence having many unsecured openings, this catastrophe may not be so far from reality. I will tell the inspector when he comes if they could repair the fence and cover the holes.
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