Now living on the set of Desperate Housewives, all twitching curtains and lawn mowing. Seems a bit quiet and out of the way as well as cramped. Need to get to the farm before I go completely bonkers.
All planning permission now approved on the barns but with a list of conditions as long as your arm, some of which are so detailed. You wonder whether planners just want to keep making work for architects and professional advisers in one extended bureaucratic circle.
I can see why the owners of the Milton Keynes shopping centre resisted it being listed for 10 years.

Windows are in and looking fantastic. No more leaky draughty sashes like we've got now. We should be warm too with the amount of insulation going in - cracking on and builders now working flat out.
The woodburning stove turned up today....a month too soon. They had the wrong date in the diary and didn't even have the farm address!
In the meantime, we are moving to a rented house. Surrounded by boxes and packing which is soul destroying. Teenagers no help at all - just an excuse to make more of a mess.