I seem to spend my life cleaning up mess - from 15.03.10

Here's an old draft I'd saved:

"One day, I will live somewhere that doesn't need the attentions of building workers, and then I will only have my own (and obviously my dear hubby's) mess to clear up.

"That will feel so weird!"

Hah, how NOT prophetic is that?  I must have written it when we were in Putney, clearing up after the windows were fitted.

I'm going through all the draft posts relating to house-hunting: I'm going to post some/most of them, and will preface them with "HH#" and the date before the original title.

I did say the last time to brace yourself, so here goes!