This will be my bedroom. Someday. Maybe. Use your imagination, m'kay?
This is where we held that meeting the other day. That one I found frustrating? 'Member?
At one point in the meeting I realised that my bedroom was filled with a pack of cranky sweaty men.
And I was paying them.
I then wondered whether they could simply all leave now. Please.
My bedroom.
Mine.
8 comments:
Sounds awful. But it will be worth it. It will. It will.
I understand they weren't handsome hunks flexing their naked muscles!? In your bedroom! ;-0
Looking good, in a rough hewn sort of way. The chimneys at the cottage were relined by inserting a large plastic(sort of) condom up the chimney, inflating it, and then piping the new lining material around it. It sounded bizarre but they both work. Neither of them work well with an open fire because the fireplaces are wrong, but with woodburners they are great
JG, I imagine so, for now, it's an entertaining ride.
Swenglishexpat, Sadly, no. That would have been entertaining too, eh?
Helen, you're so kind. the fact that it doesn't have a roof adds to the atmosphere.
Once you are ensconced in your beautiful and finished bedroom, may that scenario of being surrounded by cranky, sweaty men become a distant memory!
I'll probably remember it and it'll feel really weird.
You have to paint it to exorcise the memory. Today, in "one canvas a day", "cranky sweaty men in a bedroom"
ElP, YES! Now there's a plan.
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