When Kirstin Eriksson discovered Foxcote cottage, it had come to market in a bankruptcy sale and had suffered years of neglect as a rental home.
The interior walls had rising damp, the double garage was full of asbestos, the garden was a tangle of weeds and overpowered by three enormous pine trees, and it was obvious that all the windows and doors would need replacing. Yet its exterior charms and location in the Cotswolds were a powerful draw.
