Nut bunnies. Despite the fact that I woke up on Saturday morning to the crashing sound of two hyperactive cats destroying our last remaining mini-cactus from Claire’s wedding a couple of years back, the thing that really irked me as I scuttled out of bed to go and investigate was the big drop of water that landed on my back as I stepped alongside the bed.
It would seem that all the talk about waterproofing and balcony fixing was once again just simply not up to scratch and yes, we once more have a leak in our bedroom for the rainy season.
Sigh, so time to start shifting the bed and breaking out the buckets once again.
And Andy wonders why I’m not so keen on buying this place from her…