Not so big as holes go, wouldn't swallow the cat yet but sank Eric the Mower up to his ankle.
He got a stick, had a poke around, prodded the sides (mushy) and finally felt a clank about 40cm down.
The backyard in that place meets up with 3 other backyards and I distinctly remember when the sewerage was put through that right about there 4 pipes joined up and a concrete lid went on top.
This was so if anything went wrong the pipes could be accessed so the big question is sewerage pipes or storm water drain. A hell of a lot has happened in 30 years so I can't remember and dirt and grass has grown over the concrete. I know it was there because the incinerator stood on top.
I was married to a fire hazard. Every autumn he would burn everything he could lay his hands on, every leaf, branch or newspaper and that was when he wasn't burning chops on the BBQ.
Some weekends he'd have the incinerator going in the backyard and the BBQ in the front.
I had such a wonderful feeling when he left and I took a sledgehammer to it. Not the incinerator though I took that apart and used it to bolster up the back fence when the idiots there decided to dig their garden two feet down and I was losing dirt by the bucketful and it looked like the fence might follow.
The smashed up BBQ went into the corner to make a rockgarden so I know there is a concrete thingy down there somewhere.
SouthEast Water are sending an inspector tomorrow but if it's storm water then I have to deal with the Council, that will be a joy. Thank you Doc Marvin for putting up my anxiety medication.
I don't have a melanoma, the lumps on my leg are old age, the rash intrigued him since I only get it in autumn and spring, I had the flu vac and a pint of blood taken. Every time the Diabetes magazine turns up there's something else to frighten the hell out of wimps like me but he said not everything can be put down to overweight and sugar so the blood test will tell him why my joints are painful and why the muscle spasms are hitting all over.
I should have rung today about the results but I was busy with a hole in the ground. It's a worry, if Eric the Mower sank, what would have happened to me.