Well it’s the last day of the “naughties” as this decade has come to be known, and I had planned to write something inspiring to wish you a happy, healthy and prosperous 2010, but you know what they say about plans…
…sometimes they go wrong!
Last night I had my usual evening bath and went downstairs to discover the sound of dripping and a very wet kitchen floor.
Outside, the rain was lashing at the window and the water appeared to be coming in from the top of that, but it wasn’t. Instead, it was coming through the ceiling from behind the coving, dripping onto the work surfaces and falling onto the floor. It was also dripping through the centre of the room.
