Two years ago I had my living room decorated. It was a big job, and quite expensive, and I wanted to make sure it would last. I checked the plaster on this front wall, and it was totally sound so decorator man was given the go ahead to continue.
Not long after the room was finished, this wall started to show signs of damp, and I was gutted. I hoped it was a one-off, particularly as we’d had a lot of snow in the intervening weeks. But by the middle of last winter, when the snow was back again, so was the damp.
The house is stone and every damp company I called didn’t seem to know what to do if the house wasn’t made of brick. Yesterday, finally, I found a company that specialises in the local stone and they confirmed that yes, indeed, I did have rising damp and that my walls were wringing wet.
The good news is the council is damp proofing a lot of its own properties in the area where I live, so they’re paying this company to do a big job. They’ve also said that privately owned properties will qualify for a 50% grant off the council if they have the work done at the same time. I was offered a further discount as I’ll pay cash for the other 50%.
So, next week, my damp problem is finally being resolved (I hope). I’m having a new stone-compatible damp proof injection course. It won’t reverse any damage already done, but it will stop any further damage. And it means I won’t have to re-plaster and re-decorate just yet but rather closer to when I would have been re-doing it anyway. It was something I’d not budgeted for, but it needs to be done and I can find the cash. Just.
It’s the weekend again and tomorrow I may take Rufus back to where I took him last Sunday. The walks around the village are only a mile or so, but Wickersley was closer to 2 miles. I need to keep that momentum up, and start increasing it, for both me and the dog.
Sunday it’s Mom and Dad time in Birmingham. But some time in between I may do some baking. I’m starting to detect a bit of a Christmassy feeling, probably for the first time in 6 years, and that means cookies. Lots of cookies.
Have a great weekend.