Dragging on a bit.

Back again at the House of Inconvenience. We met up with the structural engineer today. I think the truth lies somewhere in between what the surveyor says and what the structural engineer says. I like imaginative pragmatists so I'm sticking with the structural engineer's story. It's the sort of house where being away from it causes the doubts to creep back in, but once there you just think what a fabulous place it is. Unless you're a teenager - when you just think about texting all the time.