A Work in Progress...

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Further to last night's post, we're nearly done on re-carpeting the dining/writing room as you can see from the above. I've adopted the old bureau pictured to the right of the mantelpiece as my desk. This came originally from my grandparents house in Smethwick after my paternal grandfather died in the mid-sixties: the bookcase that adorned its top is still with one of my cousins on that side of the family. I inherited the modest old thing when my father died and it has never until now found its proper purpose in the house. Re-carpeting the dining room seemed a good opportunity to have a shift around and get rid of  one particularly nasty chipboard desk that we had. I'm writing this from that same old bureau, the contents of which drawers I intend to weed out over the next few days, as we've already got the usual rubbish - sorry, temporary (!) storage - drawers in the dresser at the end of the room.

The pile of documents in one of the bureau's drawers hasn't been attended to since my father died in 2012, so I think it timely to create some space. The other drawer is full of random electronic equipment which I think is going to end up in the filing cabinet we removed from the dining room to my workshop after junking its entire contents. So, spring cleaning seems to have started a tad early - can't be an entirely bad thing. One thing that the exercise of doing this carpeting between the two of us has taught us, is that having a professional do it would have been far, far easier: however, the expense would have had us both gnawing at our knuckle-bones in anguish. It has been worth the struggle to save such a lot of cash. It has, however, put us off trying a similar exercise on our sitting room, and so we've decided that maybe more rugs might be the simplest and best policy...  

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  1. Anonymous7 November 2025 at 09:11

    Is your ceiling rose an origional feature mate?
    ATB
    Joe

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    1. sideways7 November 2025 at 09:14

      Nope - it replaced a circular 'flying saucer' fluorescent light: these cottages wouldn't have had either gas or electricity when they were built, and probably would have remained without until the the mid-twentieth century...

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