I popped home at lunch* to find out what they were up to - and discovered they were entirely absent. So I phoned their office to find out what was going on, and got a call back from their contracts manager. Apparently they _have_ managed to find dry rot, but _haven't_ managed to work out where on earth the water is coming from. Part of me is amused that I'm a special snowflake who has mystical confusing water, but most of me would just like the bloody bedroom back. So, tomorrow a more senior person is coming out to find the source of the water.
On the plus side, citylink called while I was home for that half hour, and delivered a new dish drainer and a music playing thingy that I'm trying out for my brother.
There will, undoubtedly, be further updates. I bet you're all as sick of this as I am.
*It's incredibly useful to live only 15 minutes from work - commuting is a doddle and I was also able to pop home and bring soup and bread to an ill Julie** last week.
**She's still ill, by the way - but now able to struggle into work when she absolutely has to.