Of course, there were many things that weren't quite completed - we hadn't chosen the wall tiles, the woodburning stove hadn't arrived (it was delivered and fitted the next day), the driveway and garden still need a lot of work - and there are a number of things that need rectifying. But overall, it's looking great, and it all works very well.
The bedrooms are not overly generous in size, and the garden is not expansive (and it seems a little more enclosed thanks to a new fence our neighbour has put up while we were away) but the rest of the house extremely spacious and pleasantly airy. The level threshhold to the barn doors makes it seem like the flagstone patio and stone floor in the entrance hall are one big room, especially when the barn doors are fully opened as they were during the lovely weather recently.
And two days after we moved in, the water board contractor turned up for his fifth attempt to connect us to the water mains. They finally managed it this time, but only after 2 days of digging and moling from about 100m up the hill and across the road. I'm so pleased I opted for the fixed price option rather than "paying just what it costs us and getting a refund if we manage to do it more efficiently".
So the furniture vans (yes, plural) arrived with all our stuff. The big one couldn't quite get all the way up the drive due to it's steepness and because it's only surfaced with loose sub-base at the moment. So we unloaded it from there. Then the smaller Transit van came in, was carefully guided so that his front wheels didn't go over the unfixed manhole cover to the soakaway - only for his rear wheel to cross it dead centre and shatter the lid, leaving the wheel wedged in the manhole opening. So we unloaded that one from there, then spent nearly an hour trying to jack it back up enough to get some scaffold boards underneath.


Oh, and did I mention that we didn't have internet access or a landline when trying to sort all this out. And between the local authority and the Post Office, someone had not registered our address, so it didn't show up on postcode databases, which meant that some organisations like banks and insurance companies could not give us quotations because their system said we didn't exist. We couldn't get things by email (except on my blackberry, which can be pretty limited when it comes to reading insurance terms and conditions), the highly insulated barn suppresses a mobile phone signal so you have to go up the garden for the best reception, and if anyone did manage to send things by post to The Barn that wasn't much use as it was still being redirected to Hong Kong. It's amazing that we managed to achieve anything - but we did, and it's nearly all sorted on the insurance, certification and registration fronts. Just need to get the building works finished now!