As Dizz mentioned, there's a huge hole, well more of a trench, in my back yard now.
What Dizz didn't mention is all the other holes - there's a new hole in the kitchen floor, and a rather large gap in the bathroom floor where the chimney breast used to be. Oh so scary, but it'll be fine, it'll be fine...
On a more positive note, our friend N (the set designer/interior decorator) came round to see the house last week. In a freakish twist of coincidence, he actually used to own it in the late 1970s. He explained how it used to look - apparently there was a lot of brown, with the occasional orange accent. Well, it was the 70s. And it probably went well with the porn-star 'tash that we've seen him sporting in photos from that time.
But most of all, N kept saying how much he had loved living there and what a good time he'd had in the house. I feel like there's a lot of good karma attached to this place - I can't wait to move in and start making it really mine.