Roover is where they meet. The part in the middle was missing. We make it.
The job was never missing skill.
It was missing a fact — one version of the work everyone could stand on.
Every trade that got one became a market.
Grain did. Insurance did. Roofing never did — its facts lived up a ladder, in heads, in memory.
Every plane, pitch, edge and metre — seen from the sky.
Same roof. No ladder.
Markets form around shared facts.
We don’t build the market. We make the fact.
Every job has to end well four ways — homeowner, roofer, supplier, us. So:
Rules like these are the product.
Eighteen months ago I knew nothing about roofing. I backed a marketplace with my own money; the market corrected me, and I followed the correction here.
What’s on this page is what I know, not what I think — learned on driveways, on the phone, and occasionally on a roof.
If some part of this is your world, I’d like to hear from you.
— Mike
Built with the trade, not at it.