Apr 15, 2009 21:07
So, like, BP and I are doing some digging? Under a bridge along a freeway? Through lots of fill, with an excellent excavator-driver who also is the cousin of a well-known academic archaeologist? Which makes us happy. Because we are tragic.
Anyway, lots of fill. Lots and lots. Like, the first hole we dug, we went as far as we could (2 metres or so) without the poor little dingo-digger falling in, and still more fill. Second hole was in a 'more likely' place.
BP looks at dirt. 'You know I don't know that this looks that much different to the natural soil around here, are we sure it's fill?'. Five minutes later BP and Helen frantically stop excavator-driver. 'What is that? Is that a plastic bag with duct-tape around it?'Slightly frantic at the idea of pulverising a recently-buried body we suggest that he perhaps stop with the ditch witch for a minute?
Despite being deep in Carl Williams territory, excavator-driver asserted that we were thinking far too harshly of humankind to jump to such an assumption - 'much more likely asbestos, for them to go to the effort of taping it up', he says. Female rep (who has an uncanny resemblance to the actress who played Roberta Williams, incidentally), comes over.
'What's going on?'
'There's black plastic down there'
'Oh, that's ok, there's black plastic at the base of all the pylons, look'
'This plastic has duct tape'
'Oh' Moves closer to helen and turns away from the trench, shutting her eyes as the ditch-witch swings back into action.'I'm already feeling fragile enough today'.