The asbestos men have been and gone, leaving our little dairy shed (they were originally used for hanging meat for butchery, I believe) and the bathroom of the little house stripped bare.
You can see it before in the background of this photo taken in January (when the heat just about killed us!). We're going to let the new tenant use it to store her horse kit and feed as it's located next to her house.
Dan spent most of his evening last night demolishing the kitchen and cabinets in the little house and I've just ordered a whopping big skip bin to arrive tomorrow, to get rid of the last rubbish from around our property. Be gone, potential snake hidey holes.
We've been through three skip bins already. Hopefully this is the last one we'll need. It's exciting seeing the little house take shape -- or lose its old shape, at any rate. Increasingly, as the layers of feral are peeled back, we see a nice little home underneath them.