It's been a while since I last reported on our revival of the Old Rectory and, much to my delight and amazement, some people have noticed! And not only that, some of my more deranged readers have actually asked for further instalments. Well, to be honest, it was only one person but it was enough to encourage me. So, to my reader, apologies for not writing regularly. Life is so hectic that there is rarely time to sit back and to spend some time reflecting and reporting on what we have been doing. However, since S's i-Pad became so last year that he had to replace it, I have acquired both it and a cute little keyboard. This should give me fewer excuses for not writing things up as I am now mobile, not tied to my study, my desk and the PC, but able to report from wherever I am around the house - providing the broadband can reach and it does struggle through some of the thicker walls. It's amazing how necessary everyone seems to think it is to have internet access in the kitchen, by the way.
Since I last wrote, the house and I have had our anniversary. It hardly seems possible that we have been here for over a year now, having moved at the end of October, 2012. It feels like we haven't done much but I guess that in writing this 'annual report' it will suddenly turn out that we have done loads.
First up was the bathroom. If you remember, we had to have a bathroom in order to get a mortgage. A house, it turns out, is considered uninhabitable without a bathroom. This has not been our greatest success. We did it at speed and made some bad decisions. I will be reporting on our third attempt at getting this room right another day but, suffice to say for now, I think that we are almost there and the bathroom has gone from this:
To this:
To this:
To this:
These are the only rooms that we have decorated so far. (And I'm cheating slightly as we didn't actually finish decorating them until Christmas. And, needless to say, there are still bits to do.)
We moved and we settled into the house more or less as it was. But we have done more in the garden. The first bed to be tackled was the one by the gin terrace. It started off looking like this:
And ended up looking like this:
Still lots to do on this bed but, I hope that you will agree that some improvement has been made.
We also cleared the log shed of its ivy cladding:
And the wall to the side of it:
And then the wall that retains the churchyard fell down. And that took lots of money, which prevented us from making further progress in the house. It went from looking like this:
And the overgrown garden below that wall has now been cleared:
We even found the Rector's steps:
I painted the north door that leads to Cuffer's Lobby, in fond memory of our poor old cat, Cuffer, who died just after we moved in. That went from looking like this:
To looking like this:
We started work on the kitchen garden i.e. bought a raised bed. It went from looking like this:
To looking like this:
We also planted three apple trees and a plum tree in the 'orchard':
And re-roofed the shed:
In May, we got our little dog, Sprocket, from the local Blue Cross. He turned out to be an escapologist, which necessitated bringing forward our plan to section off areas of the garden and to erect the dog-proof fence. So the area to the north of the house went from looking like this:
To looking like this:
We've had leaks of water and honey. We've pulled out miles of ivy, network and telephone cable - and, no, not all from the garden! We've had skips and trucks to take away the rubbish. We've probably done far more than I've been able to remember here. Not a bad record for a year, I think. Because, of course, in the midst of it all, we also had a wedding. Complete with scaffolding and safety barriers in the background, which must surely be excellent props for ensuring that we live happily ever after!
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