Maintained

The maintenance guys have been and gone, leaving a snail-trail of silicon gunk around three sides of the end wall of my bedroom. (The vinegary smell of it brings back memories of the renovation project that ate my summer back in 2002.) I have my doubts as to the efficacy of this as a long-term fix for a leaky roof, but we shall see. Either they managed to move and replace the bookcases without disturbing anything, or they were able to work around them; it isn't obvious which.