Quite possibly am the only person who celebrates having no more exams by hoovering.
Am feeling like the skirting boards need a wash too.

Also, thanks to the bastard boiler men, half of my wall is coming apart. Bastards. Weren't even wearing boiler suits. That's just unprofessional.

Secret Passages.

One of the benefits of living in a 17th Century cottage is the surprises that come with the territory. Whether that be falling through the ceiling, realising that though your walls are 3 feet thick, they aren't insulated or, today, something altogether more Enid Blyton-worthy.

We've had a new boiler put in and in the process discovered a NEW ROOM! Or rather, a new area of the house which is like something from a Famous Five novel. What we assumed was only an airing cupboard is actually large enough to be a walk-in wardrobe and has an extra level built into it as though it was part of a tree-house. Hopefully we're going to get a proper floor put into it at some point, as its potential as a cubbyhole/den is exceptional!