Once I had the Bank manager and his wife come to Sunday dinner.....The builder was renovating the place, and moved us upstair in an enlarged flat. The problem was , the only access to the flat was up a ladder from the kitchen below, up the ladder through the airing cupboard on the bathroom above.....They were both very brave coming up....but going down was a problem with his wife, as she was looking down and froze half way
Remember the TV ad....The Bank manager in the cupboard ?
The garden was on a slope and to exit the flat, we were having the largest balcony built, with steps down to the level of the garden, a flag stone small patio and the reversed steps down to the next level.....When we sold, the new owners, built a four bedroom bungalow at the top of the garden, and turned the old place into three large flats.....and garages.....I was so glad to get away from that village.....
I hated running the mini market, and nearly all the nasty gossiping customers.....The gossip was so vicious, it caused 4 suicides in that village, in the short time we were there !!!! Jennifer told me, this small village has the same bunch of vicious gossiping females....
Luckily we are at the end of the lane and the plots are large. No neighbours too near either side. gmx