Help, the sky is falling…!!

I am feeling rather despondent since the ceiling collapsed yesterday.

Up until that point I was feeling quite chirpy having finally got our fence fixed. This is the fence which routinely fails at some point during the year. This year it was the victim of a luxuriant but out of control honeysuckle.

We are supremely unlucky in that we seem to have responsibility for all the fences bordering our garden. 

So, we fixed the fence and the hall ceiling collapsed 2 hours later.  It turns out that the shower tray whose dripping tendencies we thought we had finally curbed had been silently but steadily leaking water into the joists and floor boards until it all proved too much for the ceiling.

I must admit to a Chicken Licken moment until I remembered the insurance policy. Surely such a devastating event would be covered? This is just the disastrous event  for which we had been paying our premiums for the past 25 years.

But no, dear reader. Turns out it was the wrong sort of leak. If there had been a big gushing leak, we would have been fine. All expenses paid (apart of course from the hefty excess that the insurers imposed last time we renewed). But small, stealthy leaks, sorry, no.

So there we are. A fence but no ceiling. Where’s Henny Penny when you need her…?