Now I'm ready

Over the past few weeks I've been working on remodelling our bathroom. Once I started, I had to carry on to the bitter end even though I became ill half-way through.

The first job was to build a temporary stud wall into the adjoining bedroom to contain all the dust while the brick wall came out.

The cast iron bath was so heavy I had to have my son's help to remove it. We had to smash it in the end.

 Floorboards up and replacing and relocating the radiator...this was a lot cleaner by the time the new boards were fitted

Lots of piping to move...

Now that we have the bath, more accurate measurements can be made regarding the wall.

Ceiling had to be plastered along with walls, stud wall properly constructed, insulated and sound proofed, tiled, floor replaced, window cill replaced, pipes all done, shower screen fitted...no shower yet.

 Toilet and sink repositioned, taps replaced and tiled shelf created by boxing the pipes...

 I only had two  bits of tiles after all the tiling was done.

Very pleased now that all the painting is finished and fully functioning again...apart from the back of the door which needs sanding and painting.

For just 18" encroaching into the bedroom we've managed to have the bath to the right and open the bathroom considerably. It's still small...but perfectly formed and a pleasure to be in.

I feel relaxed now and ready for the holiday...after a good bath!

Break Time

Looking forward to being in France this weekend and cutting myself off from all the negative talk about the economy and the looming euro crisis. Our main concern will be cutting up all the trees in our garden that blew down during the storms at the end of last year...no listening to radio, watching TV or going online. It's time for good old fashioned work rest and play as per a bygone age. Can't wait! I love the feeling that I always have when visiting France...like going back to a more tranquil time.

Centre Stage

The film crew arrived just as MIL came back totally confused. She went to catch a bus for her hospital appointment but returned within 10 minutes wondering why she had my house keys and where she was going. I calmed her down while the crew prepared to film. After they are gone I'll drive her to the hospital. I guess this marks the time when she no longer can travel on her own. She'll be upset at losing this part of her independence.

The crew are here to film one of their delivery and collection procedures (Currys Knowhow). It's a mock scenario for TV and training which I agreed to because it was my son who organised it.

Poor MIL is crying inside while they are buzzing around outside...it's a surreal situation.

She's okay now although feeling acutely aware that she is centre stage again and not liking the experience one little bit. Ash tried to convince her that he was the star of the show today, but she's not convinced.

Munch Ado About Nothing

What can I say? Edward would turn in his grave to know some madman paid over $100 million for one of his pastels ahead of what good such millions could do. It's enough to make you...