Almost three years into the renovation, we walk you through every room of the house: the finished ones, the half finished ones, and the one full of junk.

Back up in the attic at last. The plumber has been, the insulation is in, and the plasterboard goes up around the beams, over the staircase and on top of one mistake of my own making.

The range hood gets its mouldings and a coat of paint, the pantry design is settled thanks to your comments, and I have some news about what I’m doing next.

Your comments reshaped the pantry design, the hood colour vote has a winner, and the range hood build begins.

Two new kitchen projects that need your input, the first plasterboard in the attic bedroom, and a makeover for Phoebe’s cat tree.

A last-minute house exchange in Brittany as the Gironde fires burned, a detour through Le Perche on the way home, one missing cat, and the attic’s first insulation.

A third heatwave, a secret drip irrigation project, and a wall that refuses to be straight. The French restoration rumbles on.

A second heatwave in two weeks, a first crack at metal stud framing in the attic, and a footstool taking shape in the cool of the cellar.

Solar shutters ahead of an early heatwave, plasterboard hoisted through a gap in the stairs, and the attic finally starting to look like rooms.

The tiny door between our two gardens finally gets replaced, the attic edges closer to plasterboard, and the vegetable beds fill up before the season runs away from us.