I was fairly ambivalent toward lofts until today.
But whilst on the annual mission to locate seasonal decorations, I discovered that they are a truly magnificent place to hide from the current domestic armageddon. (Especially since I am the only one fit enough to access the roof space).
Most men retreat to their sheds for peaceful contemplation, but mine is too full of rubbish, and I would be easily found. Besides, lofts have far more interesting contents, as a rule.
Sunday 4th December
Most men retreat to their sheds for peaceful contemplation, but mine is too full of rubbish, and I would be easily found. Besides, lofts have far more interesting contents, as a rule.
Sunday 4th December
Sadly, this is not a photo of my loft. I wish it were, as mine is unfelted and very dirty. However, in the course of searching yer internet for a photo to upload, I may have discovered an ingenious and affordable alternative to having the whole roof taken off and relaid.
Interesting stuff, I know.
So now you all know where to find me when the going gets tough....
