Well, we are dry again now, but an upsetting time when it happens. We think the land drains were simply overloaded with rainwater from drainpipes, having such large expanses of roofs here. There is undoubtedly a dodgy drain near the front bay of the house which causes water to seep/cascade in through the brickwork but all is sealed off now and we're just summoning up the courage to open up the window🥶 to let Well, we are dry again now, but an upsetting time when it happens. We think the land drains were simply overloaded with rainwater from drainpipes, having such large expanses of roofs here. There is undoubtedly a dodgy drain near the front bay of the house which causes water to seep/cascade in through the brickwork but all is sealed off now and we're just summoning up the courage to open up the window🥶 to let (very) fresh air in to reduce the humidity.
It's my downstairs 'office' (for want of a better word) and it is this room alone which gets 'hammered' if a very bad storm hits. Luckily, the floor is screeded but I have a large Chinese carpet, bookcases (IKEA 'Billy') and an IKEA 'Poang' chair along with my PC and files. All the moveables, including computer desk and office chair, have come from Freecycle - I quite like it as a throw back to student rooms of the past!
Thank you, everyone, for your interest and kind comments.
Much celebration that both Grammaretto and Cherry are back where they belong, even if Grammaretto's hospital stay seemed inordinately short😱. I hope you both have adequate pain relief and are supported suitably by The Professionals. Lighter evenings will be a help even tho' the weather is not conducive to venturing out. So don't even think about it.
Any joy with your silver heart, Doodle?
Did you get any bargains on your shopping trip?
How is your flare up now, Kaimoana? I'm pleased you have decent help in the form of M'lani. Is she your temp for January? I have only just realised, after hours of worry, that you were referring to my salmon terrine. I couldn't work out the reference to trout and was praying that I hadn't posted meaningless drivel. Wouldn't be the first time.
I was in the adjacent room to my 'office' in the basement in DH's man cave/workshop/ Repair Shop/ Tool Station, commonly referred to as the train cellar. (He has built- nay continues to do so - a layout which goes all around the room). I would like to say I was decluttering, but perish the thought. Another of the 'it may come in useful' brigade..
Crikey, says I, I couldn't work in here with all that frantic whirring and clicking going on. Whatever is it?
That, I was reliably informed, was the electricity metre working overtime.
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