A new year ... new beginnings ... new etc etc. So there's also something slightly valedictory about posting an image of the evening light falling on the stairwell of the Union Street house, suddenly transforming its crumbling and peeling self into something very tranquil and beautiful. I do feel sorry for the house, and hope that it's rescued before it crashes to the ground like something out of Little Dorrit - but I was most encouraged that someone had at least come and done something about the dangling guttering and the flapping flashing that I'd called in last week.
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