So you thought we'd come to Sydney and I'd put lots of glamorous things on this blog, lots of sunny beaches and tropical fish?
Well, yes, but actually I'm just as interested in showing you exactly what it's like to live in Sydney, so you're getting the rough with the smooth.
And this is the rough - the patio doors and flyscreen in our bedroom, as seen this morning. I've never seen rising damp before (with the exception of the Leonard Rossiter variety), and I didn't realise it crept upwards so quickly.
Most of the people I know are facing the same uphill struggle to keep their homes relatively dry; everyone is complaining of wet clothes and condensation like this. Nobody has heating. And now the laminate floor is so full of moisture that it's lifting up in huge great areas of the flat and the bathroom door has swollen and looks like it might jam.
You don't see this in all those programmes about whether you ought to emigrate, do you?
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