Very close to our cottage sits the hulk which is known as ‘Big House’
Built in 1927 it was a ‘namely’ house in its day.
Indeed there where few people then who could afford such a fine two-story dwelling, with fireplaces both up & down. This one was built with ‘American money’.
It has not withstood its ‘improvements’ well – being entirely rendered with cement in the 50s – this gable is slowly bursting open.
I do keep a close eye on the angle of the chimney. One night it shall suddenly fall. It may happen soon with these vicious storms of late.
Yet it has taken more than cement to wreck this house. We suspect it was badly built to begin with.
The whole structure is severely compromised with walls which bulge out at a ridiculous trajectory. Perhaps a lack of adequate foundation has led to this splaying?
Inside you can see where walls have parted company with the front of the house – tie stones futile.
In the scullery matters are no better..
while boulders tumble down into the hearth.
‘Tis a pity
when a stone house becomes too ragged to re stitch
Yet a lock of fine building stone is contained here. Certainly enough for a donkey shed, or prehaps for a shelter wall to enclose an apple orchard.