There's been a bit of new growth since we bought it, so it's out with the gloves. Inside, there's a lot of very ugly paint, so it's out with the paintbrushes. Last night we had six people painting one room. We all got kind of spattered. And drunk. Everyone painted even oxfordhacker who was nominally only there to DJ (ask him about painting themed songs!) I think the gloss white we're using to cover up the chocolate brown woodwork may have gone on a bit lumpy ... Damian met the neighbours -- turns out the last people to live there were evicted by the police. That explains one of the front doors, but not the other.