dustyangel The tree needed serious attention. It is old and we, (and the birds) love it. However, when the wild winds of winter thrash around our plot, the tree rocks - alarmingly. MacS has, just recently, needed to tether it to concrete blocks, which have now been removed. We are also pleased that a lot more light streams through the kitchen window.
Our first home together was a store house, which my husband converted into a very spacious and delightful property. After that, we converted a hay loft, and the Cornish farmer who sold it to us, gave us an acre of paddock as a "bonus". It was an "upside-down" house. We lived under the exposed rafters. We then came to Scotland. We attempted to buy two plots with loch views. Both transactions got as far as planning permission being granted. Both then presented us with insurmountable problems. As a result, we rented a holiday accommodation in the nearby village for almost a year. The local people went to a lot of trouble to suss out a third plot on which we might eventually build the wee house of our dreams. We were introduced to our lovely neighbour (at present in a care home) and he agreed to sell us part of his plot that had become too difficult to manage. That was nearly twelve years ago. Not in our widest dreams did we hope to have such an idyllic spot with a stunning sea view. 