Sat on a Hot Tin Roof

Today, I saw either a very pretty house, or a millstone around my neck. It’s a lovely old weatherboard and tin roofed farmhouse, with 7 (!) car park spaces. It has a well! Tweety birds and everything! Alas it’s been used for 20 years as the HQ of a building company. That’s good because it means they probably looked after it well. It’s bad, because it means that they build a large, flat roofed, rear extension, and then subdivided it into offices! Yes, there 10 offices! Now, either that would make a 10 bedroom house, or I can make a huge sitting room, with a 5 bedroom house. Its hot property – for the price, it’d be impossible to afford even the smallest mcmansion. But do I want to own a hovel that in its day was obviously thrown up in a matter of a couple of weeks? It is a classic shack, wood frame with a bit of tin on the roof, and that’s it... You betcha I want it!