Was moving on with the landing and, despite my wonder system of storing all my prepared sets of things, in this case a couple of newel posts to go with the rest of the bannisters, I just can’t find them. In a bit of a moody I decided to straighten out the newel at the top of the stairs as it’s was a long way off from upright. Feel better now for doing that and have fiddled on with the landing window cill, adding a home-made air drying clay pot. The flowers need replacing with something a little jollier perhaps, but for the moment they do the job as it were.
making a mess and sticking with it
Why? I mean, “why?”
Lots of ‘whys’ really:
- There’s the basic one of why insist on a pelmet for an asymmetrical bay window just because I think it makes a room look cozier?
- Why, as there’s definitely a need for some sort of skirting board to stop the walls fraying at the bottom edge, didn’t I buy some foam or just use foamboard strips?
I shall never know. But this is what I’ve got and it looks like I’m sticking with it…
The curtains and pelmet? Well… hopefully they may end up looking like a side issue to the rest of the room.
That, for the present, covers the excuse for the havoc of the pelmet I think.
And for the skirt?
At least the skirting will be hiding behind as much furniture as can be crammed into the bay, so that’s one comfort.
Yes there’s coving to go up too and another bay above – what to do, what to do?
I should just put my head in a bucket until any phase of this sort of thinking passes, but I never learn.
Back with you when the curve debacle has passed.
(pottering – meaning)
The Trombone Clip
(if you’ve clicked the trombone link above, tell me that doesn’t look just like a giant paperclip)
Been having some glorious sunshine (though horribly windy) and spent loads of time ‘autumnising’ the garden and thinking big thoughts around mini-ing.
Just got back to working with the players in the band and roughing up a trombone for the other part of the brass section. Then I realised the second figure (for whom it was intended) couldn’t possibly play it as his cheeks stick out too far and he’d never get it over his shoulder. He’s Mr Oval and he’ll have to go with the hose pipe horn instead which is all in front as it were, whilst Mr P has the trombone. Such as it is.
And the big thoughts?
I’ve said I’d not build another house but there’s this ‘thing’ that’s a-growing-of and won’t go away, so I might, just might end up doing it anyway. Sort of UK 1930s styling, but as it’s still festering away in my head I’ll let it grow a little more before I blab too much 😉
Only the central piece to be going on with
Now what exactly was I going to put in the two side spaces? Erm …