It's been an interesting week, with some of the old emotional highs and lows I remember from our party wall dispute last year. I didn't put any of that down on the blog at the time in case it was used against us in court or something, but believe me, it caused me sleepless nights in our eyrie propped up on scaffolding when one of our (remaining strictly nameless) neighbours threatened to get the work stopped.
Anyway I got back from dropping my son off at school last Thursday and innocently picked the post off the mat to find a horrible snooty letter from our builder's liquidators demanding we pay them £3k plus vat within 21 days or they would be taking legal action. They wrote to us in similar terms last year but I thought our architect had seen them off, pointing out that as the builder had gone bust our contract ( and therefore the £3k defects retention) no longer applied. I wouldn't mind, but we still have a massive crack in the glass roof and a number of other minor but irritating faults that need fixing.
I think it's OK now. A few panicked emails later and our trusty architect stepped in again and very efficiently re-sent them her original letter with a politely coded but pretty firm message to xxxx off. I could do without receiving any more of that sort of letter when I get back from the school run - I am 38 in March and getting a bit elderly for that sort of shock. Also I'm just not very good at dealing with property-related strife. I very unsuccessfully rented out a flat for a year back in the 90s ( I couldn't sell at the time and really needed to move) and my heart used to plummet to my boots every time the phone rang with more tales of complaining neighbours, defaulting tenants, flooded bathrooms and broken boilers. Aggh. Even hearing the ringtone I had at the time brings me out in a rash....!
On the other hand, the kids have loved the snow. I'd love to say Anna made her snowman all by herself but I have to confess the parental hand was heavily involved - no wonder she looks so surprised!
Hope you've all been enjoying it too ( although after 2 days of mine and several neighbours' kids careering through the house I was mighty relieved when the schools went back today!)
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...