Nearly three months in and we’re motoring along marvellously. All the boring stuff is pretty much done. The foundations are secure. The roof is fixed. The walls are strong. The woodworm has been killed. The floorboards have been replaced. The extension is built. The list goes on and on. Sadly, virtually none of these enormous improvements are visible from the street, which is a tad disheartening, to be honest. When you spend over seventy thousand quid, you expect there to be something to show for it. But thus far, Daley Farmhouse looks like it’s been barely touched. I’m led to believe this is fairly typical of major house renovations like this. If you’re looking for immediate gratification, pick something else to do as a hobby is my advice. Still, we’re at the point when we are ready to start on all the fun stuff, and thus far we’ve had very few big problems come our way. Hayley is still limping about the place a bit, but the doctor has assured her she’ll be fine in a couple of weeks.
