The end of my first week in the cottage, and already I am starting to know all its little quirks. Where the wet rot lurks – where the damp is – where the fungus is – where the rotten brick is, and which bits of its sturdy, yet delicate structure...
Today was a ceiling day. Here is what the ceilings in the house look like. Fairly flat and unassuming. You’d never guess that behind the surface lies this. Yes, a time travelling ceiling. 20th century on the outside, 18th century on the inside. It has perhaps...
