A morning of intensive day-job work; then Very Quickly painting the kitchen wall because Trevor’s Monster Fridge is arriving earlier than expected. Congratulations to the boys from BUT for getting this down the street and up our narrow twisty stairs without damage and in ten minutes flat.
It is A++, economical, capacious and necssary. And I hate it. I will hate it till Trevor boxes it in with off-white painted panelling.
Then I scoured the old sink for what seems like the zillionth time because it is Work Sink and we cannot put in the new one until we have done all the messy, staining stuff. Then I dragged these heavy terracotta pipes upstairs to make wine storage in the unused fireplace (we have two in the salon) I do like those. But I am going crazy over all this wiring we have acquired that needs to be concealed somehow.
Trev also knocked off the horrible, old dirty orangey yellowish brown kitchen wall tiles that seem ubiquitous to old French houses. I have even seen sinks in this colour. Why?!