Thank goodness, the builders are back, which has lifted my mood considerably. I can just about cope with living like this if there are lots of people about working on providing us with a sitting room and a flushing loo ( we have to flush with buckets at the moment.)
Bricks were actually laid today at the front of the house, in a lovely bay window shape. I could have cried, it was so beautiful. Joists have been put in through most of the downstairs too, which means that in some of the rooms there are actual floors rather than muddy holes under the house. I am not very reliably informed that the sash windows will be arriving next week. I can't quite believe the garage has gone.
I'm 39 and married with two children aged seven and four. I'm fatally attracted to house renovation projects, and this is our third in the last seven years, my personal fifth since I bought my first flat in 1996. I think we might have bitten off more than we can chew with the Worst House.
Our architect recently commissioned photographer Joel Knight to take some photos of the Worst House in its finished state. Have a look on his website at joelknightphotography (The Worst House is in a couple of pictures on his Architectural page under 'extensions'.)
You can also see some very scary photos of the Worst House under construction on our architect's site -architecture wk. (The Worst House is under selected projects/residential/Morley Road.)
And photographer Carl Pendle took some pictures of the Worst House in January for Real Homes Magazine - watch this space...