Mark's Real Home - the dreaded loft

Ahh... welcome to the loft. Despite only having lived here for a very short while this loft has already been responsible for the worst day of my father's life (apparently) and also screwing up my respiratory system as well.

When I moved in the builder's had kindly left all the old, crumbled insulation piled in a corner, and the new insulation still packaged up in rolls. Mum and Dad emptied all the old stuff, which originally didn't look that much but took FOUR car loads to get rid of to the tip. Then Jo and I spent a weekend insulating and boarding the loft.

Here's the loft with it's new and virginal insultaion down

Then some shots of my lovely new tounge and groooove boarding

Mind the gap...

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