WHEN AN ARCHITECT DIES
Jun 03, 2019
3 minutes
About seven years ago, when my wife and I were expecting our first child, my in-laws suggested to us that we move into their house. We decided to turn some of the additions into a garden cottage, which they now live in, and we moved into the main house.
They had mentioned before that they thought the house had once belonged to an architect, but, despite a large chunk of my job being to write about houses and architecture, I’d not really
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