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If it's any consolation this weekend was the one where I finally removed and destroyed the last of the 'gifts' our sellers left us, including but not limited to four paddling pools in various states of decay and frog infestation, boxes of wrecked waterlogged books, broken gardening devices and the brambles, oh god the brambles.
On the plus side I finally got to explore the weird rear access path to the garden between the park and our shed and it will definitely accommodate the widest of bars. Just need to put some kind of portal in the shed to use it.
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On the plus side I finally got to explore the weird rear access path to the garden between the park and our shed and it will definitely accommodate the widest of bars. Just need to put some kind of portal in the shed to use it.
That's cool! Beyond the end of our garden is Norbury Brook, then Thornton Heath Rec. We basically have a moat.
Side access though as we're end terrace.
Chapter 43 of cleaning a house the previous owners barely touched in 30 years. Had been umming and ahhing over what to do with the first floor bathroom, decided to keep it as is for the time being, paint over the weird purple and add some storage. Spent the last two days properly cleaning it. Fuck me it was worse than I even thought. Again, stuff I though was cream coloured was actually white. The shower screen is not actually frosted glass, which I was convinced it was given how uniform the limescale and soap scum was. About 8 hours, copious CIF and white vinegar, a few scrubby sponges later and it's not too bad.