It’s the last weekend in August, Big T and Agnes’ last weekend in France and my last full weekend of living alone in a war zone. The reinforcements have been drafted in.
Great news is that we have rented out France until the end of May next year, the house not the country so that’s a big financial help as we can’t afford the luxury of an empty house.
We had a lot of interest and everyone who saw it, loved it. I suspect we could have priced it higher but it’s covering its costs and we’re happy with that.
And so back to Cashworth where we’ve now had to add a building inspector to our payroll (another bag of sand, that’s a grand please, cha-ching!), two structural engineers and a general builder. No one’s been paid so let’s hope the bills come in gradually.
I had a clean up yesterday, things feel better in the two useable rooms and I’m busy procuring showers for the weekend.