At possible risk to my well-being I have returned to the task of decorating the back room.
In my last post I promised a danger-filled episode involving electricity or, at least, the fitting of a mains spur to add some more power sockets.
There has been a change of plan.
Linda and I had a serious discussion about what the purpose of the back room should be.
We have decided that it's going to be a 'utility' room which we need because space in our flat is scarce commodity.
The skirting wood-work has been painted a very shiny black:
I'm convinced the paint I used was responsible for my migraine attack.
The walls are Buttermilk which is no where as yellow as it appears in this picture:
The walls were a dark blue which took quite a bit of covering and even after two heavy coats of white emulsion and one of the Butter Milk I'm still sure I can see patches of blue.
The floor boards are getting a coat of Tile Red floor paint which I hope won't trigger my next migraine:
The over-all effect is one of 'provincial railway station waiting room' which I quite like and I expect to wake tomorrow to find Celia Johnson and Trevor Howard loitering about in there.
The next stage will be fittings and furniture.
(Believe me, it really isn't that yellow.)
Sunday, 17 April 2011
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