Quick update as of COB today.
The pantry is still dripping from the leak somewhere upstairs with no sign of the plumber tomorrow. Hopefully the roof will not collapse in the interim.
The cat, Shadow, showed his satisfaction with his new home by vole-juggling on the the stairs at 2.30 a.m. Sunday morning. After a search of the house we failed to find the escaped rodent. However we were woken again at 3 a.m. by the cat doing cartwheels at the foot of our bed in front of the catatonic vole. I scooped it up and took it outside: the cat was banished with his cat-basket to the kitchen where he has resided every night since.
Clare was in Glastonbury today checking out occult shopping while I was getting deeper into telecoms security engineering.
More soon, as we expect Adrian back from Canada on Friday morning: we shall all reunite in Wells.
UPDATE: Friday. Mirabile dictu! The plumber came and fixed it!