Stop worrying dear reader - we are still here. I expect you thought we'd spent the latter part of the summer relaxing on our luxury yacht, bobbing gently on the waters of some tropical paradise, while celebrities were helicoptered in to share a cocktail or two. Surprisingly, you are wrong. We have continued to paint this, rub down that and rip up the other like nobody's business, with an endless succession of tradesmen coming and going, bashing things around and making serious dents in the Marshside balance sheet.
Here's a photo of our temporary vaulted ceiling feature, easily achieved by tearing down a couple of internal walls and the old ceiling. We thought of leaving it like this but only for about 10 seconds. But now here's an "after" picture of the new front room. The "before" one's in the earlier post, the one with alarming holes in the walls.
Aha! Unrecognisable, eh? Having the carpets laid last week was a major event, as it signals the end. Or at least the end of the beginning: we now have to get some furniture and curtains, re-route the satellite cables, put in a hi-fi system and goodness knows what else. When will it end? In the meantime, there's a new ceiling in the other room, which has been re-plastered and painted. Next job there is to tile the floor (next week) and then it's carpenter time again, for skirtings and architraves. And then it's done? No it's not. We still have the big new window to worry about and we have to deal with the planners again before we can bash a hole in the wall and put that in. In the meantime, we're after a baby grand piano (we gave away the old joanna) and probably a new dining table.
Roll on Christmas!
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