I went into the house yesterday to ponder....ruminate....imagine possibilities.
While I was there, I had a look at this area behind the door to the patio. I had been worried about it as the sand just kept falling, buy Hubris Architect said that it was nothing, just the plaster. Sorry about the blurry photo.
So I picked at it a bit. I figure if it is loose enough to come off in chunks, it is going to have to come off eventually anyway.
I was however rather alarmed by what I saw. That nice light beige stuff? Crumbly but dry. The dark brown? Soaking freaking wet.
You can see these weird straight lines between the wet areas and the dry. Haven't figured out what that is all about.
From the position I figured that there were one of three possibilities about where the water could becoming from.
1. The sink in the pati....a leaky drain and it is wicking in.
2. Something on the other side of the wall.
3. (and most worrying) that it is leaking from the roof all the way down to the ground floor.
At that point I lost my nerve, went home, put on happy music and painted.
Ostrich-like I know, but there it is.
Today I felt braver. I pulled more of the plaster off to see how far the damage went....a long way.
Then I went upstairs to look at the big fat crack in the wall there that is right over top of the wet spot in the kitchen.
See it there? Floor to ceiling.
Then I pulled out some of the plaster.
It is wet back there, very very wet. It is also, as far as I can see, pure mud, these walls don't seem to have any rocks in them at all.
There are also some VERY deep cracks in it.
Good thing those walls are three feet thick.
Ohhhhh, on the good news front, our very good friend who also is an electrician/plumber/gas installer also knows an architect that he personally has used and with whom he has worked often.
Hope rises up again.
Welcome to the rollercoaster ride that is home renovation.