Monday, 3 December 2007


We're in our lovely holiday let and I can hardly bear to go out. After months of roaming the streets all day it s such bliss to be somewhere spacious, clean, warm and quiet. My daughter can't believe her luck and has spent the morning charging up and down with her doll's buggy - the acres of shiny laminate floor are too much to resist!

Back at the WH the builders were dragging the old boiler out and ripping out the bathroom and temporary kitchen at 8.30 this morning. Gratifying and highly uncharacteristic alacrity - let's hope it lasts!

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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.

Fame at last!

Fame at last!