Oh hi there. I just burned my left index finger on a heat gun and thought it would make a great excuse for a spot of IRN BRU and blogging. There’s this project I’ve been working on – you see, I got family coming over: my mum, bother and a Roger (who’s like family anyway), and only one bedroom to spare between them. It’s not really a question of space, not really, as we got plenty of that here in chez nous… more so, the rooms we have available are sort of scary. Picture this: forcing ma into the haunted attic while Roger takes the cellar of horrors. Or have my bro sleep with the spiders in the abandoned toilet behind our kitchen. As much as the idea of traumatising our houseguests for life attracts me, the time is ripe for some good old fashioned painting and decorating.
|A shoddy real estate picture versus how we left the place having removed some wallpaper and fixed a leaky roof.|
|Faded but still there – hand stencilled diamond pattern and remnants of florals|
|Two sides of a door frame, one with layers upon layers of floss and the other stripped bare. In the middle you see just a few of these lovely layers of paint.|
|Yes, he is helping…|