Ivy

The ivy is taking over the old graves in the churchyard. We went out for a walk before we continued sorting out the damp in the bedroom. Norm’s got a new toy that measures damp in the walls. He’s roaming the house sticking the prongs into the walls. We’re going in the loft tomorrow but someone will have to crawl along the joists to check if there’s damp where the flue goes through the roof. I haven’t been apprised of the lucky person to be chosen.  All will be revealed tomorrow.