Is it worth the risk?

This is the border between the upstairs landing and the bedroom and those boards that gave me such a fright yesterday. I’m still not sure what’s underneath but the fact that they’re tacked in suggests there should be wood.

We’ll find out later when Bine die Baummeisterin and André, Destroyer of Kitchens, arrive.

Up in the attic the progress of removing the underlay is as slow as I suspected. It looks like it was glued with epoxy and is proving a complete bastard to shift. There are special grips for pulling the stuff away but either it rips or it takes bits of the floor with it. Still, little by little it’s going.