A quiet evening. Enjoying a beer. Listening to the house. The clank of dishes. The creak of a floor board. The pitter-patter of little feet...Wait, the girls are asleep. What is that sound? Not feet. Right. Of course. The roof. Guess I better buy some more buckets.
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D'oh. No fair! What happened to the roof being in surprisingly good shape? :-(
who said that? :) I guess looks can be deceiving and I certainly have been accused of being overly optimistic. I think that the roof could survive quite a few more years before permanent damage was done, but it's hard to tell. Biggest thing we found out was that there is no tar paper beneath the shingles. They were applied directly to the wood decking. That makes the roof pretty porous. Ah well, something to look at doing next year
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