Starting to get a handle on things..

So where to start.. that is the question that we’ve been pondering ever since moving in. For some inexplicable reason, I remembered a comment my dad made when we were originally looking round the house about the years and years of gloss paint on the internal woodwork and how would we ever get a decent finish. With this thought in mind, I spent a lazy afternoon researching door stripping techniques and options. Despite whiling away several hours which really should have been spent more productively, my attentions turned to the door furniture we have.

No point in sorting out the paintwork on the doors I thought, given the state of our current door handles. Thankfully, we still seem to have most of the (presumably) original door furniture, although it’s in many places a sorry state of affairs.

Every internal door we have has a rim lock on it. We have none of the keys. As you can see from the pictures, some have been painted over, others are just plain knackered and we even have a matching brass affair for the front room.

So -what to do about all this then. My investigations moved to whether paint could be stripped from rim locks (in a similar way to paint from doors) and whether keys could be made up. I stumbled across: http://www.restorationblacksmith.co.uk/.

After a few days of emailing Luke the proprietor, I boxed up all of our ironmongery and posted it up to Derbyshire. Evidently – the ‘restoration’ (not sure if I will regret that term in time to come) has begun.

So – what first? Electrics? Plumbing? Damp? The problems with the render? No.. Door Handles. The story begins.

Typical Bank Holiday

Amazingly the sun was shining on a British bank holiday and given we weren’t stuck in a traffic jam somewhere by the sea side, we decided to tackle that other bank holiday tradition – the garden.

Or more specifically, the front garden. We’d not really touched it since moving in 6 months ago and the house was beginning to verge on the abandoned looking from the street.

Shortly after moving in, we’d taken a couple of conifers down that were against next doors garage. Only after they’d come down did we discover that they were really all that was holding up the side gate. After a few strong gusts of wind, I’d resorted to rope and bits of the broken gate to secure it.

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I was in 2 minds whether to blog about repairing the gate since I use repair in the loosest possible terms. It’s highly likely that when we start the building work (if we ever start the building work), the gate and side fence will have to go, so I was loathe to spend any real money fixing it properly. Once I’d removed the securing rope and cross bar piece of wood, the whole thing collapsed allowing me to properly survey the scene. Both the gate post and fence post against next doors garage had rotted through completely at the bottom, although I was delighted to discover that both had deep concrete slots that they had once fitted into. I thought momentarily about just re-using the old posts and dropping them back into the holes with the result that they would be slightly shorter than before and then the gods sent me a message. A strong gust of wind caught the old fence post which I’d propped up against the garage and sent it careering towards me. With a long rusty nail sticking out the back of it, it neatly tore a gash down the length of my t-shirt at the back. Counting myself lucky I had someone escaped a trip to A&E, I decided to opt for something almost as painful and braved B&Q on a bank holiday monday. Fortunately, someone must have been smiling on me today as they had both the gate post and the fence post in stock in the right size. Armed with them and a pack of decent, but frighteningly expensive, screws I headed back home. What better excuse than a glorious sunny day to crack open the circular saw. An hour or so of heaving and faffing around later – my temporary fix was in place. Hopefully it’ll last me out until the end of the year. Something felt very wrong about nailing back the rotten old featherboard to the sturdy new posts, but at least it all blends in and my repair is seamless to the untrained eye. (Well from the front anyway).

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The rest of the afternoon was spent tidying up the beds and weeding the drive. I can’t claim much credit for that as Lu spent pretty much the entire day on her hands and knees on the gravel turning what had practically become a lawn, back into our drive. 8 Green sacks of cuttings later – we’re looking sort of presentable again at the front. Well, apart from the render of course!

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