Tales from the Rooftops Residence

The Rooftops Residence has a new roof. A very, very, very expensive new roof.

Luckily, the cost of the very, very, very expensive new roof is shared equally with the flat downstairs. Unluckily, the flat downstairs is currently empty so we've spent several months dealing with some (very nice) solicitors and their unbudgeable red tape.

By which I mean: we absolutely 100% had to get at least three quotes before we could instruct the work.

Now, I know three getting three quotes is standard recommended practice. But much of Aberdeen was built in one big excited swoop 120 years ago and it has all started leaking at once. Roofers are in great demand around here. It took weeks and weeks of unreturned phone calls before we had the necessary three sheets of paper.

And then we used the firm we'd had in mind from the start.

And they were great. They got the job done in two and a half weeks (which the internet tells me is fast) and then apologised profusely because the rain had "slowed them down". They swept up their crap, the tatty, blistered old slates have been replaced by neat, shiny new ones and the two flues which weren't attached to anything and seemed to exist only to allow gallons of rainwater into the attic are gone. They even fixed the TV aerial.

So this is all good.

Although their timing couldn't have been much worse. Poor Steve had an operation on the first day the roofers were here and had to spend the next two weeks lying around in pain, listening to them clatter and bang above him. Also feeling slightly self-conscious because he was in no fit state to lever himself upright and offer them the traditional cups of tea.

Our friends have been awesome throughout this. Not that that came as a surprise. People took it in turns to come round and feed and water Steve while I was at work (they even did the dishes) and, on one night when I was feeling particularly wiped out, our friend Laura appeared at the door unexpectedly with flowers and bags of groceries and insisted on cooking us dinner.

We know some awesome people.


And he's pretty much mended now. His GP and his work's occupational therapy people have both said he's fit to do his IT job. Not so much the hour long commute on jiggly double decker buses, though, so he's working from our dining room this week.

And let me tell you: that calm, capable, I-can-fix-whatever-problem-you're-having voice he uses with clients, it needs to get used at home more often. It's an instant tension defuser.

Next time I find myself facing a huge pile of ironing, I'm phoning him up. Even if he's in the next room. "It's the dress with all the fiddly bits! Isn't there some sort of patch?"


  1. I like all your fun words in this. "Unbudgeable" and "fiddly bits" are my favorite.

    I'm glad Steve is better and yay for new roofs (rooves?)! We have to get ours redone and I'm dreading it.

  2. Yay for the roof! Poor Steve though, I'd need an operation on my head after listening to that noise for so long! :)

  3. Luckily, it wasn't as loud as we expected but the timing couldn't have been worse! Poor guy!

  4. Ugh, it's SO EXPENSIVE but it's actually a lot less disruptive than we were expecting. In fact, other than the noise (and our view being a little bit blocked by scaffolding), it didn't affect us at all.

  5. Hope Steve's feeling better. Its funny how, in the event of a crisis, you realise just how awesome the people in your life are. It's great that you had some many folk willing to help out.

    Glad the roof is finally sorted - what a nightmare.

  6. Thank you! It's amazing how generous people can be; I don't think we realise how much they care about us until something goes wrong. (Speaking of which: I hope all's going well for you two)

  7. Oof, sounds like a stressful time! It's good that the builders were considerate and that your friends all rallied around though - I hope Steve is feeling better soon! :)

    Owl Girl | A London lifestyle blog

  8. So true! All going well here. Adam's continuing to get better by the day and is starting Physio on Monday which should help with his right side weakness. So all is good :)

    Just off to reply to your email now....

  9. Thank you - I usually enjoy everything coming at once (lots of adrenaline; gets it all over with) but we wouldn't have chosen this one!


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