We spent the winter cooped up in strange living quarters. A humming fridge in the corner of the sitting room, rammed in next to the piano, which we really didn’t have room for; sofas overlapping; a too-big dining table you couldn’t really walk around.
After pulling the conservatory off the back of the house, we’d blocked up most of the windows for safety…
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