Dreaming of warmer drier days

Our second ‘reno’ trip this Winter, but lacking the heady excitement of the first trip when we got the keys. It’s wet here and it’s been wet for ages – very unusual weather this Winter we are told. Luckily, the little place is on a ridge so all that rain just trickles down the hills into the swollen streams below. Even the 150-year old Ardoise tiled roof is holding up well, with only a couple or three minor leaks into the attic. We desperately need a ‘hat’ for the chimney though – the acrid smell of damp soot is overpowering.

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