A barn with a hole in its roof.
When Jo and Sam first rang, the barn had been empty since 1962. The north slope of the roof had slipped, the oak trusses were soaking up every shower and an ash tree had rooted itself in the threshing floor.
Two other builders had walked away. Ruth and Marek spent a morning on the scaffold with a torch and a notebook, and came back with good news: the walls were sound, and seven of the nine trusses could be saved.