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Well, not for me, but for those not interested in my kitchen.
IT IS ALMOST FINISHED!!!
All that remains to do is to tile the splashback and border, stipple and paint the ceiling, and paint the doors to the hall and the livingroom. But everything else in done. Someday soon there will be photos again. The whole room feels three times the size, is bright and is practical - everything we set out to do. My mum came over and helped me paint on Saturday. Mums are the best! I did have to stop her climbing up on chairs to paint the high bits. She's in her 70s!
Farmleigh was a fab day out - really relaxing and fun. We bought all the missing Harry Potter books for my son - he is over the moon. I bought Owl Babies for my daughter - she has a thing about owls. Owl was her first non-family name word. The strange lady in the strange Angels shop told me that the owl is my daughter's totem animal. There were Winnie the Pooh analogies in my head I had to escape or laugh out loud and be rude!
So if you're in Dublin at any point and you can get to the Pheonix Park and Farmleigh is open, go. Jimmy Carter stayed there in the last fortnight. They have waterford crystal chandeliers based on those in St. Paul's Cathedral (one fifth the size) because the Earl of Iveagh (Mr. Guinness, former owner, grandson of Arthur - yes! That Guinness) gave them to St. Paul's and then decided he wanted some for himself. As you do. In fact, our hall is looking a little bit bare. Maybe one twentieth the size... Hmm...
Oh, they also have debtor's chairs in the entrance hall. These are lovely little contraptions, popular in the Middle Ages, that helped out if someone owed you money and was slow in paying. You invited them to your hours, served a couple of drinks, and when they were suitably tipsy, you offered them a chair. When they were comfy, you pulled a lever on the back which dropped the seat out and snapped two metal bars over the debtors legs, effectively imprisoning them in the chair while leaving their hands free to reach into their pockets. There's even a little bowl built into the arm for the money. Effective, but alas, the chairs here had all but one of the metal bars removed. Apparently the Guinness children (all sixteen or so of them) enjoyed demonstrating the chairs on their nannies.
So children don't change much, do they!
IT IS ALMOST FINISHED!!!
All that remains to do is to tile the splashback and border, stipple and paint the ceiling, and paint the doors to the hall and the livingroom. But everything else in done. Someday soon there will be photos again. The whole room feels three times the size, is bright and is practical - everything we set out to do. My mum came over and helped me paint on Saturday. Mums are the best! I did have to stop her climbing up on chairs to paint the high bits. She's in her 70s!
Farmleigh was a fab day out - really relaxing and fun. We bought all the missing Harry Potter books for my son - he is over the moon. I bought Owl Babies for my daughter - she has a thing about owls. Owl was her first non-family name word. The strange lady in the strange Angels shop told me that the owl is my daughter's totem animal. There were Winnie the Pooh analogies in my head I had to escape or laugh out loud and be rude!
So if you're in Dublin at any point and you can get to the Pheonix Park and Farmleigh is open, go. Jimmy Carter stayed there in the last fortnight. They have waterford crystal chandeliers based on those in St. Paul's Cathedral (one fifth the size) because the Earl of Iveagh (Mr. Guinness, former owner, grandson of Arthur - yes! That Guinness) gave them to St. Paul's and then decided he wanted some for himself. As you do. In fact, our hall is looking a little bit bare. Maybe one twentieth the size... Hmm...
Oh, they also have debtor's chairs in the entrance hall. These are lovely little contraptions, popular in the Middle Ages, that helped out if someone owed you money and was slow in paying. You invited them to your hours, served a couple of drinks, and when they were suitably tipsy, you offered them a chair. When they were comfy, you pulled a lever on the back which dropped the seat out and snapped two metal bars over the debtors legs, effectively imprisoning them in the chair while leaving their hands free to reach into their pockets. There's even a little bowl built into the arm for the money. Effective, but alas, the chairs here had all but one of the metal bars removed. Apparently the Guinness children (all sixteen or so of them) enjoyed demonstrating the chairs on their nannies.
So children don't change much, do they!
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Funny, wolf posted about a book from my childhood, and now you've posted about a book I've read to MY children.
Have you ever read Stellaluna?
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Is your friend back?