Glamour shots

Hot stuff!

This is the mixture of corn, grain and rat and mouse poo that fell from between the floorboards upstairs. Sometimes you can be lucky enough to find a dead mouse or rat in amongst it. There is so much of the stuff that we're beginning to suspect that it was put there on purpose to act as insulation... surely not? The smell is sickening, mostly urine, but with a soupcon of death.

We were so grossed out, and dismayed by the degree of woodworm infestation that we removed everything, the floors, the ceilings, the walls. Our son says that we seem to be doing the opposite of a barn conversion, turning a house into an empty warehouse. It had to go, well, all of it apart from the stairs and the major beams.

 That fireplace is on its way out too!

Like magic, a piece of pretty floor appears through the grime! Soon you shall be revealed in all of your honey-glazed glory, floor!

 Yep, we'll keep those... for now...

 Some of the 'stuff' bound for the dechetterie.

 And other nasty stuff clamours for a space in the van.

There is an endless supply of toot. The dechetterie man actually is our best friend.

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