Wednesday 16 March 2011

Village News

We have a free monthly village newsletter. It's mostly adverts for local shops and businesses, the usual warnings about locking your shed and, if you're lucky, actual news.

I really shouldn't laugh, but occasionally it throws up a gem like this:

Tuesday 15 March 2011

Half time

Himself - 2, Walls - 0

Dust - 100, Me - 0


Over the last couple of weeks, two structural walls have come down. To the left is the old external wall (at the back is the extension) and on the right was the wall separating the old back room from the kitchen. Despite yards of plastic sheeting and duct tape the dust that drifted into the rest of the house was immense - I came home to find the hideous red swirly hall carpet had turned a lighter shade of grey.

Where you can see an old RSJ (just about, where a hole is knocked in the old plaster) on the right above the old kitchen, we will be putting in a stud wall and door so the area with the sink and washing machine will become a utility/WC. Building Control have approved the installation of the new steels so that's the last we'll see of them until completion. Yay! Just the small matter of plasterboarding, plastering, levelling the subfloor, fireplace and decorating plus many many more little jobs to go before we even start doing exciting things like installing the new kitchen and flooring *sigh*.

Still, it won't be hard to improve on this, will it?!

Friday 11 March 2011

Going down

The upstairs is sort of done - the bedrooms are all decorated and carpeted but I still need to put the finishing touches in the way of shelves, pictures and storage. Now the really big work begins downstairs. We built the extension last year, started in the summer and got the roof on just in time for winter to strike, but were yet to start the really mucky work of knocking through into the existing house.

In the last couple of weeks, Himself has taken out two internal walls which has completely opened up the back of the house and you can really see the shape of the new space which will become 50m2 of open plan kitchen/diner/living/play room.

Here are some photos of the work in progress. I will take some new ones soon!

The old kitchen

Previous view of the rear of the house - starting to take down the old outbuilding.

Out comes the wall!

Digging the footings

Helping Daddy


Building the extension

Wednesday 9 March 2011

Rub a dub dub

So, the bathroom is now done! It's heaven to have the choice of bath or shower, and I am just luxuriating in being able to shut the door! Am completely in love with the flooring, which is Stone Spot by Cath Kidston, and to have so much storage above and under the sink is wonderful.


I had my last bath in the 'old' bathroom on a Saturday morning. Himself was supposed to be watching the boys downstairs but as usual, they'd come to find me and the lack of wall/door meant they could just wander on in. Five minutes later I was sharing the bath with two toy cars and half a dozen rice crispies. I do not think this would have happened if we'd had daughters.

The right to bear arms

The Previous Occupants were your normal couple in their 70's. 'Traditional' taste in carpets and decor (see previously posted photo of open-plan bathroom for swirly red carpet and acres of anaglypta wallpaper...). A fondness for beige, as exhibited in their choice of bathroom suite and tiles in both kitchen AND bathroom, complete with floral and countryside scenes. And a love of dogs, which a year on, is still obvious every time I vacuum the red swirly carpet.

As the work goes on, we are building up a more detailed picture of their lives. Their DIY skills left a little to be desired. A one metre piece of skirting board in the bathroom was fixed with two flat head screws, two phillips screws, and four nails. The mind boggles.

Events took a more disturbing turn when we found a shotgun licence, hidden at the bottom of an old filing cabinet. Nothing too unusual there, this is the countryside. Until I remembered that he was registered blind.

Every day brings more junk mail for them. Lots of stuff from animal charities. Catalogues with elastic-waisted beige slacks. Fairly run of the mill stuff for people of a Certain Age.

And then yesterday, came not one but TWO copies of The Flag, a newsletter produced by the National Democratic party - previously known as the National Front. Eek.

I don't think I'm alone in thinking a blind, Far Right sympathiser is probably not really the best person to be in legal possession of a shotgun...