Living in a construction site

Sometimes all the work that has to be done in a neighbourhood happens all at once, and this is certainly the case for us at the moment. We've got more heavy machinery around here than we can comfortably cope with.
To start with there are diggers tearing up the road to lay new pipes for sewage, water,  a heated sea water defrosting system for the main shopping street, and additional ducting for electricity etc., and such like.
Well, that's OK, maybe it will be an improvement, if they'd just get on with it. They've been blocking the road with machinery for days, while many men who look like they know what they're doing, stare into the hole that the diggers have created.

Then, on the other side of us, about 10 metres away, more machinery is setting about tearing down an existing building, to make way for a new 'Rema 1000' supermarket. And there's something very sad about this picture:

Although we've managed to scran (save) some paving tiles before the demolition starts, the building will go in the greater part to land fill, and that includes laminated wooden beams, which at the very least would have kept any decent Rayburn stove burning for months. But Norwegian's have absolutely no understanding of the simple word, 'RECYCLE'.