When all this started we had to move into the spare bedroom, which seems to be slowly eroding round about us. First off the slates and insulation were taken off the roof which means you lie in bed and see the light glinting through the polythene in the gaps in the boards - a bit like camping. then it's VERY noisy - and who thought so much traffic went up and down at 5 in the morning. On top of that, for the first time in years they are logging behind the village so when a log lorry goes by it sounds as if a train is belting through the bedroom.

Well, we've survived all that, but last night it was, to put it mildly, 'wet and windy. And you've guessed. It seriously leaks. We knew it did a wee bit and tried to find the hole, but obviously unsuccessfully. So I woke this morning to the clatter of drips into the washing up bowl.

Mike is off to town to buy more polythene.