Wednesday, March 12, 2008

He huffed & he bloody puffed & blew my house down

I shall now rename the blog...'the downs of our barn conversion' I thought things were going too well:
  • Steve (brickie) was coming back in 4 weeks
  • David was going to lay the floor slab next week
  • Steve (Building Inspector) was a wealth of knowledge and help
  • I was beginning to make decisions

Now I have the pleasure of owning carnage. 1 wall /gable standing oh and about 10 bricks either side. A 3am gust brought my dream tumbling into a living nightmare. I say the girls bedroom looks like a bomb has gone off- well my barn conversion does.

What does this mean? Well, as our luck goes it probably means that planning will be revoked and we are houseless for ever...i suppose that is not entirely true we have the pleasure of garage dwelling, however, that was only 'sufferable' when i had a future dream.....

Oh no photo cos my camera batteries died too!! I can't even look at it without crying...all that work, money, waiting...the wind is still gusting now, hasn't it done enough damage?

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