In 1979 my then husband decided it would be a good idea to buy a fixer upper!
We had a ten month old baby when we moved in, the only heating was a coal fire in the back room.
There was a downstairs toilet that had been an outside toilet, the previous owner had bricked up the door to the garden and knocked through to the kitchen.
The coal store had been turned into a bathroom, the ceiling fell into the bath a few weeks after we moved in.
The kitchen contained a butlers sink that was resting on a cupboard that was black with mould and full of slugs that came out at night.
We acquired a home made cocktail cabinet from somewhere and that along with a camping cooker comprised my kitchen for many years.
My son grew up thinking it was normal to have a pile of sand on the floor.
Eventually we had a heating system put in I got a gas cooker and the place was decorated.
The kitchen remained unfinished until we put the place on the market.
Our internet is on the fritz, my phone is broken, Beano was sick in the car and Steve could start an argument in an empty room.
She and her DH are ok but she has closed her blog as she was tired of people trolling her.
Life is proving erm complicated at the moment, I had a complete meltdown and almost tore someone's face off last week, some patronising ...
Thank you so much for all your kind comments especially Weaver. It's baby steps, Steve still has regular melt downs and temper tantrum...