What Lies Beneath: The Myth of the Concrete Pad

What Lies Beneath: The Myth of the Concrete Pad

There’s summat both comforting and unsettling about living above a void. At Hedera Cottage, the floor doesn’t sit daintily atop soil or stone like yer classic farmhouse — oh no. She floats. Two feet or so above a wide, silent concrete slab. No crawl space access, no...
The Long Wait Between Exchange and Completion

The Long Wait Between Exchange and Completion

It’s a funny old time, this. The house is technically ours – or will be, as soon as the money finishes faffing about behind the scenes. But we haven’t got the keys yet. We can’t go in. We can’t rip owt out. We can’t even put a kettle on. And that gives us plenty of...
Why Insuring a Timber Frame House is Basically a Comedy Sketch

Why Insuring a Timber Frame House is Basically a Comedy Sketch

So here’s a fun little surprise I wasn’t quite expecting when we bought Hedera Cottage: apparently, insuring a 1960s timber frame house is roughly as straightforward as entering a flaming wheelie bin into Crufts. Now, let’s be clear — the house hasn’t burst into...