Finally the progress is tangible, the “worse before it gets better” phase is over and we can actually start to see what our home will look like. Gladly, we have had a few weekends away from DIY whilst the plasterer is in and have the joy of just popping in to take pictures. And to rub our faces up against the walls. Seriously, how can a wall be so beautiful, so smooth.
I’ll be quiet now and show you the pictures.
Starting with what has always been my favourite area of the house, the entrance hall. I mean, I didn’t think I could love it more until I saw how awesome it looks plastered. That smoothness does wonders for my OCD.
We’re making sure to keep as many of the original features as possible, including the shaped corners. Continue reading
The whole gutting and stripping process is into it’s 9th week (see before pics here), what with us both trying to fit any work on the house in around our other full-time jobs. A theme you’ll notice is the slow waning of the smiles in pictures and the pain setting into our eyes as blisters appear on hands and more clothes are added to the “DIY” pile.
But don’t let that put you off.
We’re lucky enough not to have to move in straight away, so can completely gut the house whilst the work is done thanks to the lease on our London flat only running out next week and the generosity of my parents. Stage one was to remove any furniture left by the previous owner, fixed or otherwise (not the primrose bathroom suite, I hear you cry).
Out comes the kitchen, with Greg looking very proud at his plumbing handy work (?).
Greg looking proud
Pay attention because I’m about to give you the best advice you’ll ever receive. Never wallpaper anything. Ever. You’ll have to take it off at some stage.
Let that be a renovation motto to live by (until I find a beautiful print paper and my own advice flies out of the window, I’m sure).
Me naïvely smiling back on the first day of wallpaper stripping