“However painful the process of leaving home, for parents and for children, the really frightening thing for both would be the prospect of the child never leaving home!” ~ Robert Neelly Bellah.
This weekend the Saturday Photo Challenge over at GC and my other site Weekly Prompts is Old and New
If you are a regular follower (and I thank you), you may remember that my youngest, my twenty something son moved back home two years ago last December; he came home for Christmas and stayed. He sold his modern, new build, first-floor apartment and set about searching for a small house within his budget.
Last September he finally found the one. At the end of November the two up, two down, 100-year-old through terrace house (with bathroom) was finally his.
This is our story of turning his little house into a home.
Deciding he wanted to put his own stamp on the house, Joss recruited his friend’s father, a builder, to help him with a spot of renovation. His first task was to replace the neglected, dated bathroom along with its disgusting stained tiles and fungal growth that despite a ‘gallon of bleach’ refused to clean up to our standards.
Next, part of the landing wall was knocked down to lighten up the old and dark narrow staircase, then, a lower section of the staircase wall was removed to create an open plan staircase.
Finally, I asked a recently retired, bored decorator friend to give him a hand to paint the walls. At last, all was done and dusted, or so I thought.
Not content with his recent renovations, Joss resolved to brighten his kitchen further and colourise his grey kitchen units. Sister Sophie came to the rescue, and the cupboard doors were painted blue. His kitchen chairs didn’t escape either, as he and Sophie painted each chair a different colour.
At last his little house was ready to move into… or was it?
Having sold most of his furniture to the new owners of his flat, he needed to start again.
His first purchase was a new bed, his second a modern sofa, and then, changing tack from modern, he concluded his 100-year-old sitting room needed a more traditional look, or as his oldest sister, Victoria put it ‘old fashioned!’
With funding almost depleted, at the end of last week, Sophie and I set about bargain hunting. Our first port of call was to a favourite antique/junk shop situated underground on an old WWII ammunitions factory site where a few weeks ago Joss purchased a 60/70’s retro telephone and a small mahogany table.
This time, Sophie and I found a perfect mahogany cabinet for his TV and at a bargain price, we sent him a picture and quick as a flash a return message read “Buy it!”
On Easter Monday Joss and I returned to the antique/junk shop, and once again we bagged a couple of giveaways – a bedside table and a display stand for his sitting room.
After borrowing a bedside table lamp from me, the bedroom was complete and ready for its new owner, and during the afternoon, Joss moved into his new home. I did his dusting!
In one of our stables, where it had stood for the last four years was my old kitchen dresser, ready and waiting for a shabby chic makeover! Sophie’s next job!
It’s been a long, lonely old week!
SueW-nansfarm.net 2019 Photo Challenge Old and New from Weekly Prompts