...am gutted!

This is the frontdoor to the place which was meant to provide space for creativity, thinking, projects, friends, peace, fun...

I'm not really hoodwinked by my landlord but the feeling comes quite near.
He 'forgot' to tell me for a couple of month now of the little word 'commercial' in the contract which I finally was going to sign in way to expand the space in this wood worm trap. A small word which makes all very complicated and too expensive. For a hole. Damn anticipation!

One ruffled feather doesn't make a nest.