Dizzy Heights for Menopausal Izzy

Storm force winds and driving rain pushed menopausal concerns to the back of my mind this weekend while, instead, I focused on domestic issues like to fix a leak in the conservatory. It is not entirely a non-menopausal issue since the verstiges of vertigo made climbing up for a close look at the problem rather challenging, particularly as my ladder would require standing, unsupported on the top step. By way of background, let me explain that so far I have twice had tradesmen inspect and attempt to repair the leak without success - one from the outside, and one from the inside. Putting up scaffolding and patching from the outside remains my preferred option. I want to use that tape that you sometimes see advertised on the TV but  the tradesmen don' t want to get into scaffolding and have suggested various workarounds none of which actually worked. Yesterday, with heavy rain forecast, and lacking the will for another encounter with another tradesman, I decided to have a go at an interim solution myself. I hauled the dining room table out, put a chair on top, climbed on board armed with sealer and one of those gun things that the builders use. It is tricky to get the angles and I have no idea how effective my efforts have been - but I did manage to get up and down unscathed and I managed to pump half the contents of the sealant canister into some kind of gap. I also discovered a strong draught up there so I now have a clearer idea where the problem is. Mind you the sealant hasn't got rid of the draught so that would indicate I haven't seen the last of this problem. Still, it was educational. Total cost just under €10 for the gun and the sealant. Only two drips got in last night. Is that more, or less, than there would have been if I had left well enough alone? I don't know. Have I simply diverted the rain water elsewhere? I guess I will find out over the next few days. Is this something I think you should try for yourself? Not without a helper, and not without caution, because the sealant fumes gave me a headache that lasted all night. But sometimes, if you can't find a trustworthy tradesman, it might, must might, be worth having a go yourself.