Slight desaster on Monday night when the easterly gale and driving rain revealed that the old and new don't quite meet! Water streaming down the lovely new chipboard on the house side squeezed it's way through our polythene and dripped all the way down the rafters into the bedroom. All night. So out with the old towels again , bed moving again, and Mr & Mrs Hurst not speaking by morning.Can't be sorted till the insulation arrives, but hopefully no more easterly gales.
Scaffolder is on his way! So we have been told. But it's trauma time for the wisteria