Kitchen planning, light souring, oh, and window distractions…

Last weekend was mainly kitchen planning. Before we set off to Ikea though, the third of our potential window restorers came round to measure up for a quote. The first two guys have still not got back to us after a month…grrr! This gentleman was a knowledgeable sort and has a method to fit double glazed panels within the existing frames, which incredibly after 120 years are in good condition. This is great news as it means that we’ll be preserving more of the original windows, and will save some money as we’d expected to need replacement windows. We’ll be increasing energy efficiency from level 8, down to 1.9, which is apparently quite good. Modern UPVC replacements would bring it down to an excellent level, but there has to be balance in all things. The window man also pointed out the top opening windows in our bedroom, we’d assumed these were fixed as they are downstairs, but once we got up to look they do indeed (or at least should) open. I was excited (genuinely, actually, excited) to see that we also still had the original ‘Monkey Tail’ window stays:

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There are two upstairs which are too high to be seen, so we’ll replace them with repros, polish them up, and pop them onto the bay window in the lounge for all to see. I couldn’t resist ten minutes with Nitromors and wire wool.

20140112-224440.jpg I’m continually amazed by the amount of sheer hard work that went into Victorian properties. I love my work as a designer, I constantly look to add detail to everything I do, but we live in an age where the actual product manufacture is often the quickest part of the process, these window stays will have been hand forged by one of the hundreds, if not thousands, of filthy-faced metalsmiths working within a stones-throw of the house, and they are as good today as the day he made them. Perhaps those forgotten skills are why our windows have lasted over a century…I do so love the Black Country.

Ironic after that little rant, that our kitchen comes courtesy of Ikea, I have my ideals of a locally handmade masterpiece, but also, god damn it, a budget. I did spend a long period of my childhood in Sweden, which has to count for something! To avoid being total Ikea-whores, we’re planning to mix their Lindingo units with more bespoke detailing, and a couple of vintage pieces we’ve accumulated, apparently the cool kids call this an ‘Ikea Hack’. After hooooours on their planning tool we’ve arrived at something like this:

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This is looking from the back door through towards the hallway, exposed brick far right, used to be the breakfast room. The gap is where the wine fridge sits, it’s so complicated to ‘import’ appliances on the kitchen planner that you actually need a glass of wine to cope! This is the vague look I’m going for in the kitchen, which looking at Interiors trends is the same as everyone else this season, oh well.

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The units are Lindingo grey, with solid wood work top. I’ve sourced handles separately, as well as some amazing brackets inspired by Ironbridge, a local landmark. Ikea don’t make a decent corner cabinet so I’m on the hunt for a Victorian unit I can paint to match. We are also going to have a big blackboard from The Timber Shack. Appliances were all bought in the January sales, and are currently piled up in the breakfast room. There are another couple of pieces that I’m excited about putting into the kitchen, both from local pubs, in a round-a-bout way…

And finally, stop press, I’ve saved some money! I’m the type that looks at ‘splurge or save’ magazine comparisons and inevitably chooses the splurge, so was actually quite smug when I found this Dunelm light for a third of the price of the Garden Trading produce I’d been intending to buy, that said, It’s not arrived yet, so could still end in tears when I see it.

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Pre-Christmas Skiving Weekend…

There was no post this weekend, we went away to Shropshire to stay somewhere with heating… What a treat! We stayed in a little cottage in the grounds of Hennell Hall, we stayed in ‘Butler’s a Quarters’ which had the most incredibly comfy bed, a log burner and a hot tub overlooking the lake, perfect!

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The lovely warm cottage has made me feel even colder at home, especially when the gas people called to say we’re looking at installation in late March, as they need to close the road to run gas to the house… We’ll be popular then! While exploring we did a little vintiquing, it would have been rude not to, we purchased these little lovelies…

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This candle holder, which stands about 3.5 foot tall, and this lovely linen fabric, £4 each, can’t say fairer than that. Dottie was not impressed, but I was.

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There’s not too much we can do on the house at the moment, we just have people coming in and out quoting on major works. Lots of tea and tape measures. We came home this morning and decided to go tree shopping. I was a little over enthusiastic with the height of our ceilings, after spending the last few years in a cottage, the ceilings here feel as high as the sky… Evidently not quite, the hole in the ceiling plaster allowed it to squeeeeze in, just. One of my relatives told me my Great Uncle used to say ‘If you are going to have one, have a big ‘un’, so Uncle Peter, this ones for you!

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Finally for the day, I’ve put one of my favourite Lansdowne finds on the mantle… The Nativity collection we found in a cake tin in the attic…

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We seem to be a donkey or two short, and some of the animals are of questionable scale, but I think it rocks!

Slow News Week…

Feels like there been little progress this week, at least aesthetically anyway. We’ve been busy getting in quotes for re-wire (under budget, whoop!), arranging for gas to be fitted and for roof to be patched. Seems winter arrived this week and the reality of spending it in a house with no heating is starting to set in, we’re committed now so just need to stop feeling sorry for myself and get on with it… It’s still going to get a whole lot worse before it gets better!

I’ve also spent far too long figuring out how to make this bloody blog look nice… I’m getting there!

We spent yesterday stripping wallpaper from the lounge, a thankless task as there were several dull layers of painted paper, I’ve quite enjoyed stripping back layers of history in the other rooms, in this one though just orange and lilac paint. We did see however that the coving used to be black…hmm. The chimney breast was the last place to strip, the plaster came off with the paper, as did a little of the coving, but I think I can repair it. A chunk of plaster from the bedroom chimney place above also came down in sympathy. Roll on decorating phase.

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Today we needed to remove the rest of the paper from the ceiling and race to pull down the rough section above the window before it falls on our heads or squashes the cat.

Later that day…

So only a little bit of the ceiling came down, which was a bonus. We blew up yet another wallpaper stripper (averaging one per room currently) and I tore a hole in my amazing pink boiler suit…sad times.

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The room feels bigger and brighter already, homework for the week is to do the last bit of paper scraping in there, and hopefully attack the ceiling rose (eek) in readiness to do it all again next weekend in the library, oh the joys!

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The final countdown…

So, we are finally all set to move next Friday. The solicitor revealed a few snippets of information yesterday, firstly that we should get planning certificates for the 1982 extension, which means we should be able to keep the funny little roof balcony. We also found out that the house is quite a lot older than we thought, dating back to 1848… There is an AWOL document from this period which is a bit of a concern though, as it could contain all sorts of rules which would still legally stand today should the document turn up on Ebay! We can be insured against anything it may contain, so that’s next weeks task. The previous owner was a local historian, so I’m pretty sure if the document is still around, he’d have found it… It’s probably about blackberry picking or Morris dancing anyway. Finally we found out that house is in a conservation area, which means changing the (rotting) original windows is off the agenda which is one less thing for us to squabble about. I really should be kitchen planning…

Another week bites the dust…

So, another week has passed, still no keys. Apparently, we can’t proceed until the vendors return the fixtures and fitting forms… It’s obviously imperative we know if the mothy, rotting carpet and torn, mismatched curtains are included in the sale. Hopefully the attic won’t be emptied… I can feel an EBay field day coming on! Talking of EBay, we sold the dining chairs from our house this week, hurrah… I disliked. I also had a lovely mirror donated from Clutterbugger – wonder where he will live? Venturing into my storage unit later today to retrieve a few bits and bobs. I hope my lovely things have been well cared for, and then an afternoon bickering about kitchen layout. I will be victorious.

Welcome…

Six weeks, according to our solicitor… Six MONTHS later, and we almost, almost have the keys!  There will be ups and downs, most likely more of the latter, but we think this is the house for us, well, it’s got to be now, we just transferred the deposit.