The Windowscreen Man

The final chapter of rebuilding The Cheequey Disaster; getting the window back into place. Unfortunately, The Windowscreen Man said; "No way you'll be able to get one of those seals anytime soon. LDV went bust and you can't buy 'em anymore"

Wallowing and pleading with the,( let's face it, uncontrollably handsome) Windowscreen Man, I whimpered that we'd already cancelled one voyage over to France and couldn't face missing another. "Isn't there annnnything you can do?"

"Well, let's see. I could go ahead and just glue it in for ya?"

And the next 30 minutes were spent watching, enthralled, intrigued, amazed, at how The Windowscreen Man managed to re-secure our home once again. A gripping piece of machinery, The Windowscreen Man did have; an electric rubber glue gun - I was blown away by it. I'm pretty sure he was convinced I was taking the piss when I asked to take a photo, but straight up, I think this is the best invention I've seen in a long time.

Another insatiable evening of fine feasting + gobbling on about eco village projects with Elle + Gaz, illuminated by candlelight that sat in copper tubing holders and luxuriating in what is quite simply, the nicest house I have ever seen.