Construction Site

There up to something across the road. Since last week what we had thought of as 'our secret garden' (we planted some strawberries there in spring and Cian dug a number of holes in the plot), has been turned into a construction site. Somebody did call to our house last weekend and explain that they were "going to be doing some work". And they said something about a car park.
Yes, a car park.
As the plot is surrounded by residential houses with their own parking we are a bit baffled by this. Cian reckons the story is a cover for building a secret missile silo aimed at the Chinese.
Could be, could be.
The construction work is due to continue until the end of August so it won't be until we come back from Ireland that we will know the end result. In the meantime we're hoping (barbeques notwithstanding) that we get some more of that torrential rain we experienced a fortnight ago and it causes a landslide into the house where d'auld bollox still lives. The bollox.