Am still in the U.K., on a coach to the airport. Already spent a week in the U.K. It’s time to fly back home. Reflecting on this rather sudden trip, it is such a mad decision. The story is as such. My flat in the U.K. was in a mess. To do with water leaks, and also the tenant did not take care of the flat and left it in a very bad state. If I were to let the “professionals” in to fix the flat and to redecorate it, it will be too expensive for us. For instance clearing bulky items like white goods and furniture and the mess in the backyard I was quoted £750! And then I’ll still have to replace most of the white goods, repaint the whole flat etc. Easily that would be another £1,500. And the issue is, that may not be all, because after all I have not seen it myself the state of my flat yet.
Hence I decided to fly there myself to restore the flat so it can be back on the rental market again. I estimated that I can do that within about a week, with some help from a friend, mainly to help remove the heavy items. And I could only afford to spend a week away in the U.K. anyway due to various commitments. But how wrong was I, having grossly underestimated the amount of work required in the flat! When I arrived at the flat, it was looking better than I envisaged. The mold was not as bad I thought, and the flat was fairly dry, presumably because the builder Tim who was tasked by the management to repair the ceiling had done us a favour having aired the flat quite extensively. Well he needed the flat to be quite dry to do some plastering anyway. But where the damage was to do with leaks from the gutter over the years, Tim received no instruction from the management to do a good job.
To be continued.