|Dear little house before the demolishing happened|
Can I tell you, it s a very unnerving experience being inside a house that is being demolished. Sure, they were only demolishing the crappy 70s weatherboard extension that had been tacked on the back, and I was sitting in the glorious 50s brick front part of the house, but the noise! And the house shakes. Also, impossible to use the loo when there is a builder demolishing the roof just outside the (inadequately frosted) bathroom window.
|Dear little house after day one of demolition|
I woke up at 1.30 this morning and totally freaked out because I thought there was someone in the house. Michael was brave and went to investigate. After about an hour of over-reacting to every little sound I was convinced (by Michael) that it was just the possum (after a trip outside in the freezing cold with some torches). Not a good night's sleep. I'm seriously hoping that he doesn't decide to make our roof his new home- nightmare!