27th July 2020
We finally finished old crusty. It started out as a blue crackle finish that we stripped back to reveal a wonderful oak piece. Kelli had painted the side infill panels in a serious Aqua colour.
I had finished the frame, top and drawer fronts in a clear polyurethane, and together it looked fantastic. Of course Kelli wanted to keep it, but that is not the name of the game.
It was posted on Marketplace at a high price, and within minutes she was getting requests, finally selling it to a person in Zeeland.
There are some pieces you don’t want to loose because of all the hard work that went into it, and it is a hard call, but it is what we do.
Earlier in the day we had to collect a floor lamp that her mother had bought on Marketplace. Kelli had volunteered, being the good daughter she is, but it is not alway as straight forward as it seems.
The address led us to a mobile home park, a place where house numbers do not make any sense. We searched for number 95 for ages, driving up and down the different roads where numbers went in all directions. Running out of patience, we asked a lady who was tending her front garden, she thought for a moment and then suggested that we go out of the park and enter it again by another entrance. This we did, and lo and behold we found it, along with the skeletons of past postmen who had failed to make sense of the number logic.
I put the hideous lamp into the back of the truck, and headed off to our next port of call to collect three galvanised animal troughs.
This was Kelli’s latest plan, I knew she had something in her mind because she started researching stuff last night.
It usually means something will arrive in the post or be left outside the door, however these had to be collected from a supplier in Holland. that we will be putting in place of the diseased bushes on the front berm.
This will give the place a more modern look, but there is a lot of hard work ahead to install them.
Another Lifetime to go 