Scaffolded

This has needed to be done for a while. The guy who sold us this house did a pretty shoddy job on the renovation and it looked OK at the time we bought it. But over the years the cracks have appeared and got wider and wider. Something needed to be done.

Of course, the scaffolders arrived just as I was about to get to the station for the train to Birmingham and needed cars moving to get their wagon parked somewhere other than the far end of the road. It was all sorted in the end (I never did work out who owns the Blue Fiesta, but the guys managed to prise the owner out of bed somehow) and the decorators declared it a pukka job. let the fun commence.