Back in Savannah !

We are well and truly back in Savannah rattling around in our new abode in the Victorian District. The house is every bit as delightful as we remembered it, Mike in his generosity and kindness lay everything out so we would arrive back to a newly made bed and a kitchen to cook in. Days have been spent re organising the rooms , trying to put our stamp on it , rectifying some of the
bodged jobs that Mike has discovered ! For a practical man like him he has been driven mad by the previous owners silly mistakes we shall simply call them "the dallas cock up"...... blinds fitted upside down, door handles that do not fit, crazy icing grout, painted acrylic bath, fridge which leans the wrong way all small things that take time to put right, so the list continues.
These all seem small fry to me in contrast to the dreadful smell that has pervaded the top of the house, I hate to say it but all it reminded me of was what we called "dirty boy smell" when I taught at Portsmouth ! Mike eventually told me it was bat urine which explained why candles wafting bed cotton aroma burned everywhere to hide the wretched pong when we viewed the house!We are working hard on it to clear the roof, it has certainly dissipated and Emily and Seth have not noticed it!
They arrived two days ago and we have loved them being here, after a late arrival after five tornados that surrounded Atlanta they were happy to collapse with a glass of champagne.
My Dad said I write too much and so I will endeavour to produce more images and less speak !