In the kitchen and in the garden
One or two people have asked for an update on the kitchen. I suspect this is so you can remind yourself how lucky you are! Well, weeks and weeks ago we found we had to take down all the plaster to reveal the stone walls in all their glory. The stone looks quite good in the photographs but it is what is called rubble stone, soft and shaly and never meant to be on view. There were gaps and holes and a constant fine rain of dust. So we accepted the inevitable and had it plastered, using a special plaster which would breathe and allow the old house to breathe along with it. So here it is, very beautifully plastered by Roger and his son Dylan. This, to put it gently, was not the work of a moment. And painting it was not the work of a moment either. Then today the electricians came, another father and son business and another cheerful, charming and highly skilled pair. They connected up the sockets and wired the new lights and all of a sudde...
