You have no idea how profound a downer this is. Especially in country WA where the sun is always supposed to shine and we’re always supposed to be short of water to the point of drought.
But this winter, things have been different. We’ve had rain storms. And one of them came in through the rotten caulking/flashing around the flue — the out-pipe from the wood stove.
The ceiling now looks like my face in the bathroom mirror.
Imagine!
No don’t.
So the insurance mob have been in. Could be my failure to maintain said flue. I mean often do you think to yourself: Oh yeh, let’s go up on the roof and inspect the flue?
Life is strange. And the insurance industry is even stranger.
