I am now a woman of substantial property.
Attaching the gable ends to the front and rear elevation was a bit hairy but 'topping out' went like a dream, so I celebrated with a gin and tonic.
A misspent youth experimenting with glue and messing about with Stanley knives once led me to create my own theatre from an empty After Eight box. It was frustratingly small but my cast of banqueting Medieval 'Busy Bodies' seemed impressed enough with its interchangeable backdrops.
Incredibly, it turns out there's actually a career in all this sticky back plastic malarkey, wish I'd known. "Architectural Model Makers" they call them these days and rather nice they were too. When I bought their 'Scottish Tenement' kit at the Hidden Lane Festival, I asked
Franki Finch and
Beth Fouracre if there were any tricks of the trade to adhere to... "Not too much glue".
Think I might also have made a half decent estate agent because my picture makes it look a wee bit bigger than its mere handspan height.
Now then, if only my new tenement block had floors. I could decorate one flat in the style of each decade from 1910 till the 80s, how exciting, thinking about all this is probably going to keep me awake in bed tonight.
Quite fancy a townhouse next...
You too can join this racket, for the modest sum of nineteen new pounds. (Slum landlords need not apply.)