We're a week in then. Stuff has happened, but I always crave more. Let's list out what's happened in the last seven days. The Aga has gone. The porch has gone (well, it's now in the form of a pile of rubble on the drive). The kitchen ceiling has three quarters gone. All the kitchen units and the sink have gone. The downstairs loo has gone. There is a fine layer of dust on every flat surface through the rest of the house.
We have some asbestos. Or maybe not. It's unclear.
We've moved our cooking and eating operations to the South Wing, which is only reachable from the rest of the house by walking outside in the grey and rain.
I spent the weekend rearranging stuff to make the little lounge we have in the South Wing a bit more comfortable, primarily by rigging up a TV and an XBox. That made the boys happy, and they enjoyed social gaming sessions in the small room. It was all remarkably convivial.
The penny dropped with me that it'll be a few weeks until the destruction stops and the construction starts, that's when it'll start being a bit more exciting.
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