By julietm, Nov 21 2014 01:12PM
The Barn With The Plan(s) was curious. Built on a sloping yard, it looked almost split level. The back wall appeared built into the slope and a back window, at mid-height indoors, was at ground level outside. A further curiosity was a neighbouring barn which sat on higher ground, at a peculiar angle and almost, but not quite, touched its lower neighbour.
It seemed as if someone, probably 100 or so years earlier, had in-filled the space between the two barns. Maybe it was so they could extend the upper barn? Maybe they had needed to shore up The Barn With The Plan(s) because the back wall had started to collapse and the whole thing was doomed?
Whatever the reason, the result was a permanently weeping back wall and downstairs windows that funnelled storm water from the hill through the inside of The Barn With The Plan(s).
The earth, diggedy, diggedy, had to move.
Which is when Wyn George, Digger-man Extraordinaire, arrived and everything changed. 100 year old walls were crumbled, 200 year old walls were revealed and The Barn With The Plan(s) wobbled only in my nightmares.
Now it stands, as originally built, in its own space and on its own four walls. Relieved.