Pulling off the paper!

I’ve started stripping the wallpaper off the sitting room walls.  That the chimney breast has been bare plaster since we had our log burning stove fitted  2 years ago precipitated the uncharacteristic burst of activity as I’ve finally reached the point where  we’ve lived with the “unfinished look” for long enough.  As neither Andy nor I are bothered about style or design in our house, it’s very easy for us to ignore situations that would drive other people crazy. But, both of us would like to have a moderately comfortable home for our friends to visit so action was needed!

 

Banksy it ain't

I can’t remember when Nerea’s graffiti wall was “born” but Andy and I have never had an issue with it.   Why would we? We’ve always felt that her bedroom was her personal space and it was up to her how she decorated it. So I must confess to an element of surprise at the shocked reaction of a colleague when I mentioned it during a discussion about “the decorating” (not that it’s featuring largely in my life or anything)!  Clearly, other parents have a very different view of how their child’s bedroom should look, unlike our own, apparently liberal, approach.

I may be weird but I do like apostrophes

Decorating Doldrums!

How many layers to the lining paper?

I loath decorating: I dislike painting, stripping wall paper and even choosing new colour schemes.  But there comes a time when the evil activity can be delayed no longer and sadly, that time has come for Nerea’s bedroom.  So we decided that while she is away in Spain we would confront the multiple layers of paper lining the walls of her room and start stripping!  But what a job it’s proving to be.  It’s taking hours to get to the base layer and both Andy and I have sustained fleshwounds during the process. I keep telling myself it’ll soon pass!