I remember the feelings I had when this happened Chez Nous and how I fretted about what it would do to the old bones of our hovel when we had to wade through thick 14thc stone spine wall to make the necessary access point doorways so the two sides of the house would finally work together.
I talked to the house; I apologised; I hugged it better. It’s forgiven me now but was in a right strop at the time.
Big, Tough Trev, who never admits to unmanly weakness, confessed out of the blue yesterday that he has worried about damaging the house every single time he drills, saws, hammers, chisels, and knocks out anything in there. But then how can you do a sensitive restoration or renovation if you don’t feel it?
I truly don’t think that you can. My heart & my support goes out to you Posh.
Fellow Reno- Blog buddies- you may not suffer the extreme house empathy that I did but it will still stop you in your tracks sometimes when you see this stuff happening to your house.
Is it better to be there to supervise ? Yes , Yes and thrice Yes! I know…