Once again Colin, the lovely mover, arrived with his van to clear out the house. He's getting to be a regular. Now the "conservatory" looks like this:
I hasten to add that not all of that's mine, but I'm grateful to have my humble possessions out of harm's way for a few months.
LFH is being gutted from top to bottom. It is the intention to hand over an empty shell. To that end, as I write, Freddie and Ken are pulling the guts out of the tower. I couldn't resist having a little go myself, nor could Henny. For all you non-Dutch speakers, a koevoet is a crowbar (literal translation = cow's foot). Here you see one in action on the plastic panelling of the tower 1st floor.
In my various searches for French houses, I have seen gorgeous original features. Sadly none of them came with this house. Further more, I've always encountered two things: multi-patterned floral wallpaper and tongue-and-groove pine, the sauna look, used everywhere to cover up a multitude of sins, including damp and termites at my last house. It was only a matter of time before we discovered the floral wallpaper at Top-top. I love it most when its on the ceiling.
