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28 December 2017

SOFA SO GOOD

Renovation of naff old sofa going well sofar. Didn't watch any Christmas TV whatsoever but cooked and ate chicken and then apple/mandarin/blueberry/raspberry pie. I believe in improvisation but if it doesn't work, improvise better. For anyone interested in improvised technique of sofa-renovation without previous experience of this type of DIY activity (that's me) see progress in photos below. Essential requirements: patience, stubborness, tools. Watch this space for final result in a couple of days.

sofa renewal 1

sofa 2

sofa 3

sofa 4

sofa 5

23 December 2017

PARADISE RENEWED

New floor finished, visible sawdust hoovered, invisible sawdust probably hiding in lungs, but look how lovely everything is.

At the oriental carpet shop around the corner, where I got my new rug, the man explained that this design represents Paradise. As described in the Bible - it's all there, four corners and everything. Too wondrous, my humble home is paradise! The green house plant is my Christmas tree, decorated with offcuts of gold 3-D paper which gleams brightly and when you get up close, reflects your face like a miniature Dutch painting. The plant, named Reju (long story) has been with me since babyhood - the plant's babyhood, not mine - and would grow through the ceiling if allowed. It has personality and while it doesn't respond when I apologise for cutting bits off, it is obviously very happy with me.

My Christmas will be solo and if you intend to go Awwww in that so-sorry-for-you way, please don't. The absolute truth is that I really love it this way. I am by nature and inclination a soloist and actually have fun on my own. Yes I do enjoy good company but have long outgrown the obsession - it was an obsession at one time - with partnership and other variants on that situation. Been there done that. I love the family and friends that fate has kindly given me and am happy to be with them when that occurs. But it's not a need. There's so much stuff to play with when I'm on my own.

A toast to you all, alone or in company, and may life never cease to amaze you.

Paradise rug

22 December 2017

SEASON'S GREETINGS

To all of you
from all of me
very best wishes
for this time of the year
and for all times
in the New Year.

NdA Xmas card 2017

21 December 2017

THE WATCHERS ARE MULTIPLYING

Now he's brought his mother....and the cat!

mother-cat-shadows

18 December 2017

WATCHED?

Looked out the window this morning and was startled by this apparition.

shadow-watcher1

shadow-watcher2

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9 December 2017

SHERLOCK HOLMES AND THE UNBEARABLE LIGHTNESS OF SAWDUST

Sherlock & Nat/Watson

Holmes - Watson, have you forgotten to sweep the new wooden floor in my study? Look, a fine film of dust is still clinging to it!

Watson - While you were out, Holmes, I went over it again and again but to no avail. Moments later the dust reappeared.

Holmes - My dear fellow, I do not doubt your good intentions but I'm afraid your eyesight is not what it was. You simply failed to see the remaining dust.

Watson - My vision is as good as yours, Holmes, and dare I say, better. I have been pondering a theory as to why the sawdust is lingering.

Holmes - Let's hear it. Then kindly redo the dusting while I go for a walk to clear my lungs.

Watson - Well, sawdust particles are tiny little things of infinite lightness and duration and millions of them were released into the room by the men sawing the wooden boards.

Holmes - Those foreign workers, yes.

Watson - That's neither here nor there, Holmes. The particles, being so small and light, are still floating in the air as we speak. Therefore as soon as the floor was cleaned, those which were still hovering above gently floated down.

Holmes - Watson, take off your shoes.

Watson - What? My Aberdummy and Kitch handmade brogues?

Holmes - Precisely. Take them off and show them to me.

Watson - Very well, if I must.

Holmes - Observe the soles, Watson. Do you see fine particles of sawdust clinging there?

Watson - I'm afraid I do, Holmes. I see what you're getting at. My shoes are responsible for the lingering dust.

Holmes - When I return from my walk I expect the study to be pristine, Watson.

Short interval. Holmes returns, finds Watson in an armchair, smoking his pipe. A fine mist of sawdust covers the floor.

Watson - I was right, Holmes. It's gravity, you see.

Holmes - Those foreign workers! Can't rely on them.

Watson - Einstein was a foreign worker, Holmes.

                                                                  THE END

8 December 2017

FACE LIFT

It's what I imagine the aftermath of a face lift is like. If, for instance, you had your jowls lifted, afterwards you'd probably say: now my eyebags don't go with the rest.Then after the eyebag-lift you'd say OMG, the nose! So you'd get a nose job. And so on. Not that I would ever consider having my face lifted even if I could afford it and even though every bit of my anatomy needs lifting at this stage of life. Have you seen videos of actual face-lifting surgery? I'd rather be drawn, quartered and hung out to dry.

But I was talking about my new floor, now finished. The spic-span loveliness of it makes all the rest look cips-naps. Naff old Argos sofa, stripped of the ethnic throw under which it has lived its whole life, naked as the day it was born, well...what can I say? A ready-made loose cover costs as much as a new cheap sofa therefore, in ongoing efficient/economy trance, I've decided to do it myself. Not by proper sewing or upholstering but via creative handling of staple gun and new fabric, yet to be acquired. That's just one of the consequential improvements to be DIYed.

floor after face-lift

New floor, old sofa

old sofa under old throw

Old sofa hidden under throw.

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5 & 6 December 2017

CAMPING OUT

Electric saw being used a lot today, a film of fine sawdust covering every surface. One of the not-so-great aspects of floor renovation in a flat with no outside space or spare room in which to do the sawing. Will have to undertake super-intensive dusting/hoovering when floor is done. Ugh. Furniture cleared out of bedroom. Wardrobe couldn't be moved as it didn't fit through doorway. It's one of those self-assembled things (assembled by my own good self when I moved in). So they have to work around it: lay half of floor, move wardrobe there etc. Camped out in living room last night. Good sleep apart from sawdust in nostrils. It will all be over on Thursday, they say.

4 December 2017

FLOOR IN PROGRESS

Work in full swing on my floor. Two lovely guys, Ukrainian and Russian, are quietly -when the electric saw isn't on - busy while I hover, inspect, and provide refreshments when not huddling over my laptop squeezed between goods and chattels piled high in the back room.

floor progress 1

Boss and assistant started this morning at 10 am. By 5pm the living room was nearly done. Tomorrow the bedroom. Today's progress in pictures below. We discussed Ukraine, Russia, USA and Paraguay

.floor progress 2

3 December 2017

RENOVATING

When I posted a moan on 6th November about longing to clear out, reorganise, clean slate, start again, it was one of those typical moans that never gets beyond moaning. However it did lead me into a trance of efficiency. I can be very efficient when I want to but as I don’t often want to, I have to wait for a kind of self-hypnosis to take over. Thus entranced I spent several nights and days investigating innumerable websites dealing with the installing of engineered wood flooring and other home-improvement madness. The whiny voice of comfortable passivity kept nagging me with questions such as Are you mad?  The mess? The stress? The time? The pain? The cost? You cannot be serious? I didn’t reply.  A trance is a trance and needs no justification.

I’m now halfway through the process and yes, whiny voice was absolutely right but I’m almost sure the disruption is worth it. I’ve disrupted everything habitual, nothing is where it was, stuff on top of stuff is shoved into the room where the flooring is not going to change. I’ve nearly cleared the living room and bedroom and on Monday a man is going to remove fitted carpet and begin laying the  engineered wood planks currently stacked in the back room. He’ll be finished in 3 or 4 days then I’ll do more renovating. I have plans. Action! The trance continues. Exciting in an obsessive way. De-familiarising familiarity is liberating.

livingroom-before

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