I am not going to tell you about it today, because our house looks like this:
Because we are us, we came home from our holiday, began talking about home improvement, tearing things up and knocking things down, and within ten minutes we had begun tearing up the floor.It is going to look like this for a while, and then it is going to look worse, because we are going to knock down a wall; yes, another one; no, it isn't a supporting wall; yes, you should see the number of lightweight partition walls that someone put up in this house so they could get more rent out of it, walls that we have steadily been tearing down. This will be the last one, which makes me sad, because I think knocking down walls is fun, but also happy, because we are going to have a bigger kitchen, with a table you can sit at. I intend to sit at it for an unbroken fortnight with a far-away smile on my face.
Anyway. I am writing this on my laptop, kneeling uncomfortably on a pile of records. My usual HQ has been thoroughly dismantled, and I am going to have a bit of a blog hiatus while we fuck with our house and put it back together again. Bear with me, and I shall invite you all round for sausages when things are finished.
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Have fun and give the kids a hammer so they can help.
Hooray! Sausages!
You should have a bash at knocking your walls down with a string of sausages. People would pay good money to see that...
Good luck. I've survived several DIY renovations. It's always nice when they're over.
Do they sell Gorilla Bars in the UK? Best wall-destroying tool there is, especially if you are a weak, spend-all-day-at-the-keyboard type like me. Talk about fun!!
My dining room has been torn seven ways from Sunday for far longer than I care to admit...my flickr account probably tells on me, though. I admire Ian's and your ambition in actually finishing projects. Living in a construction zone is the pits.
But yes, destroying walls is loads of fun. The rest of stuff that follow the destruction, however, an can be a bit tedious!
ooh sausages?! Sounds like my sort of party.
Good work with the demoliation and the putting back together *thumbs up*
We shall be standing by with a large gin for you when you return to the blogosphere ;-)
Ali x
why not invite us over now? then we can actually work for the sausages and help you tear down the walls. i, personally, have loads of wall-removing experience because we are mad like you. in fact we have just moved in to the very first house EVER that didn't need anything done to it and it feels weird to not be walking around with a sledgehammer feeling all violent and shit.
Oooer, missus! What have you lot gotten yourself into now?
Here's hoping Ossie doesn't manage to swallow TOO much partition wall. I can only imagine the filled-nappy carnage to follow (though if worse came to worse, you could use it as putty).
I bet some of Nick's hair is still under those floor boards.
Ummmm - sausage & guiness. can't wait.
I can relate to this to a very great degree, but I am now through with renovating. Or else I'm catching my second wind and haven't admitted it to myself yet.
God luck and have fun - always SO nice when the project is finished!!
... naughty little sausages
Oh my! It's not just us then?! Best of luck.
I, for my sins, am renovating my bathroom and putting new siding, doors and windows in my house beginning in a couple of weeks. It is not DIY. The other rooms will be DIY.
Help me. Help. Me. Now.
Can I have mustard with mine?
Colour me jealous. I wish my dearest would let me start knocking out walls.
Cool, I'll bring some beer!
Cool, I'll bring some beer!
nothing like a bit of stressful DIY activity to counter all that vacational rest.
sausages, I read?
aww the isle of wight! I felt like I travelled back in time there. Enjoy the reno's!
Mmmm, sausages.
I'm currently sitting in my kitchen staring lovingly at my new refrigerator, so I know how you feel. I even have a half-naked 2 yer old rolling around on the floor for good measure (I'll return him tomorrow).
Welcome back, and have fun making things horribly worse and then wonderfully better.
I hate to admit that my floor looks like that when we're not tearing the floor up.
Oooh I love the little car :)
Hello. Just landed here completely new to your blog and totally big puffy heart the Google searches in your sidebar.
Wondering now what the heck you've been writing about to get searches like "fancy-dress succubus" which might just be my favourite.
It reminds me of our house. I've been waiting three years for it to be sorted.
Is anyone else afraid that they've fallen through the floor into a secret, subterranean world, from which they will never return?
seriously, love the p.j. feet! you are going to have the pajamas for a long time!
Have had a lovely time reading through your old posts while I should actually be getting on with my WORK, but what the hell, lets go and read another one!! Will be back.
How is it that when you say things like this you make them sound pithy, clever, and interesting... and, if I had to comment on same - I would sound like a pissy, little whiner? Life isn't fair
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