"Did you know," my sister tells me on the phone, "the place has an outside loo?"
We could easily get planninge permission, I enthuse, and raise the money.
But the line is bad. My mobile is complicated and my sister is in a phone box. Why can't we settle the details now? Finding Stuart's house is proving such a problem. The young Eurasian man is trying to be very helpful, although there seems to be no staircase, just a skylight below a trendy room.
After that, it took me a long time to wake..
