Posted April 30, 2014
You think you have a problem, my American friend?
Few years ago I was helping my parents to go through the selling-old-and-big-house and buying new-but-smaller-house procedure. I spare you horryfing details about dealing with the banks and buyers during the time when banks were frikin' paranoid due to widespread european finacial crisis. I finally, we managed to close the deal on the nice, cosy cottage, pretty old (build in 1920-something), but just recently completely refurbished and with nice, spacious garden. It was also located just a few kilometers from the place when I live, in small village. Everybody happy. The only flaw was a lack of garage (old house, remember?), but with the extra money we got from the deal and lot of space on the yard my dad decided to build one. The construction team arrived, dig their spades into a ground and... dig out an UXO - bloody pile of rusted mortar ammo from 2nd WW. My dad make a kinda panic phone call and quickly the whole street was closed by a police and bomb squad. The sappers spend half a day, removing the unexploded crap from my parents front yard.
And after they finally left, the old guy from the house next to my parents comes in and had a chat with my dad. As it turns out, in 1945 Germans and Russians were fighting for weeks over the road next to the village and the hill that was overlooking it. The road was the last major one in that area under the German control and hence the only way for fleeing German soldiers (and civilians) to escape from the advancing Russians, and on the hill was a massive vantage point for german arty. So Germans were determined to defend it to the last man and Russians want to capture it for all cost. They were mercilessly shelling each other and lot of stuff landed in and around the village. Old guy told my dad that almost everyone here is digging out some "decaying rusty things" in their garden on regular basis, and just don't bother much with this - "Just bury them back, you know, and remember do not plant anything that require diggin' a deep hole in this point. Not a big deal, I'm telling ya'!".
So, my parents are now living in the nice, quiet and cosy place, which under the surface is most probably stuffed with "decaying rusty things" that were ment to make a big "kaboom!" 70 years ago...
Few years ago I was helping my parents to go through the selling-old-and-big-house and buying new-but-smaller-house procedure. I spare you horryfing details about dealing with the banks and buyers during the time when banks were frikin' paranoid due to widespread european finacial crisis. I finally, we managed to close the deal on the nice, cosy cottage, pretty old (build in 1920-something), but just recently completely refurbished and with nice, spacious garden. It was also located just a few kilometers from the place when I live, in small village. Everybody happy. The only flaw was a lack of garage (old house, remember?), but with the extra money we got from the deal and lot of space on the yard my dad decided to build one. The construction team arrived, dig their spades into a ground and... dig out an UXO - bloody pile of rusted mortar ammo from 2nd WW. My dad make a kinda panic phone call and quickly the whole street was closed by a police and bomb squad. The sappers spend half a day, removing the unexploded crap from my parents front yard.
And after they finally left, the old guy from the house next to my parents comes in and had a chat with my dad. As it turns out, in 1945 Germans and Russians were fighting for weeks over the road next to the village and the hill that was overlooking it. The road was the last major one in that area under the German control and hence the only way for fleeing German soldiers (and civilians) to escape from the advancing Russians, and on the hill was a massive vantage point for german arty. So Germans were determined to defend it to the last man and Russians want to capture it for all cost. They were mercilessly shelling each other and lot of stuff landed in and around the village. Old guy told my dad that almost everyone here is digging out some "decaying rusty things" in their garden on regular basis, and just don't bother much with this - "Just bury them back, you know, and remember do not plant anything that require diggin' a deep hole in this point. Not a big deal, I'm telling ya'!".
So, my parents are now living in the nice, quiet and cosy place, which under the surface is most probably stuffed with "decaying rusty things" that were ment to make a big "kaboom!" 70 years ago...
Post edited April 30, 2014 by Mr_GeO