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Let's be honest - renovations are a time for profanities

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The builder and I were talking about the roof. That much I remember.

Other details are more hazy. It might have been late 1996 but then again, it was probably more like early 1997.

It was a weekday because I was trying to get to work, and my sons off to school.

The builder wanted to talk about the roof. It wasn't straightforward. Picture: Supplied

I'd known the builder for years. Not well, but well enough for what followed.

We were too long into the renovation of our house, adding a second storey. Over the previous 15 years we'd built three houses from scratch and renovated a fourth, before the second renovation.

The builder wanted to talk about the roof. Which way did I want a section to fall; the angle? Something about where the gutter would have to go and a complication about the steepness of one area and the options available to us. It wasn't straightforward, in other words.

My then husband was already at work and at that time of morning, having a chat with him would have been tricky. So it was just me, the builder and the problem.

Did I mention we were living in the house while renovating it, and the day after the old roof was taken off there was a tremendous storm, and another one a few days later when only a thin layer of tarps stood between us in our beds and the elements, including lightning and thunder?

Or that we'd lived for weeks with tradies walking through the house to get the work done, trying not to leave........

© Canberra Times