Well, what a surprise!

Our ongoing refurbishment is semi-stalled at present, as we are working on raising the profile of Plas and the suites of rooms now available.

One approach has been our new leaflet…

My, what super bedrooms we seem to have…

Another has been continuing to be welcoming to all comers…

I wonder which one is the top dog here?

… such as these adorable canines in the cafe.

We have had several parties to stay in the rooms who have been delightful, and in at least one case saying goodbye was like waving off firm family friends at the end of their three night stay.

And we finally got to say Hi in person to little Eddie…

Proud dad and grandad (make that Taid)
and no, I can’t remember what on earth Mike had said to make me laugh.

And Mike, obviously, has continued to work like a demon on the first floor, which still has a few minor adjustments before it is ready for use…

No, the real surprise this week was when I was sitting watching the box about 9.30pm on Saturday when I heard a noise which I thought was Mike trying to take a book out of the bookshelf, causing all the books to fall. Mike, in our kitchen, heard a noise making him think a rushing wind was passing through the lounge – so we both moved quick sharp to where the other was, only to find we hadn’t done/seen anything….at which point we noticed the thick pall of dust in the entrance hall , which currently doubles as our library.

One less-than-sound ceiling

Imagine our surprise when we pushed through the fog and saw a large chunk of ceiling on the floor, with small building rubble covering a wide area, and the occasional drip from the hole in the ceiling…

Luckily, most of the books survived relatively unscathed
but they might be a bit dusty…

A little head scratching followed, and then we realised that a joint where the water main feeds into the toilet in one of the bedrooms in the (as yet un-refurbished) Manor has obviously been dripping for a while, and the weight of water had finally won over.

I have been trying to be very zen and look for the good in this. Firstly, neither Mike nor I were hurt, thankfully – not even when we were standing in the library looking at the devastation and another chunk of ceiling fell down! Secondly, much of what the ceiling landed on is fine – its just a shame we had had so much stored here to keep it out of the way of the newly opened rooms. And thirdly, at least we were both concerned that the other might have been hurt: it would have been far worse had we been indifferent on that score!

Oh well, just one more thing on the extensive to-do list- of which more in the next edition.

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