Renovation project - Sanding and stropping
I’m now sanding the floor, this is
taking forever. If you are ever to sand to this
extent, make sure that you wear a good quality face mask and have lots of
ventilation, the dust is horrendous and you do not want to be breathing this
in.
But the results do look fantastic, we had considered using an
industrial sander but we want to make sure that the floor boards retain some
character, plus we have not found any hire shops in this part of France. We do
not know if hire shops actually exist
John is plastering the joints in
the new bathroom and then goes onto the entrance to the back of the house and
fills and plasters around this entrance. John also patches up the last bits of
the floor. These are all little bits of jobs but they make such a difference
when finished.
This may sound like we haven’t
done much but the day disappears before we have finished, how and why?
We are knackered so we treat
ourselves to a bottle of wine and a film and suddenly it is 3 am!!!! We go to
bed and at 7.30am I am wide awake and somehow we find ourselves having a row
about who has most of the bed, I get in to a real strop and storm downstairs so
John can sleep. He appears at 9am and I ask why he is up, at which point he
states that he couldn’t go back to sleep, Great, does this ever happen to you?
Surely if your partner can’t go back to sleep the nice thing to do is to get up
so that the one having a strop can go back to bed and get some sleep!!!!
We both go back to bed at about
10am and I sleep till early afternoon, John has got up and done more gardening
but I am knackered all day and do very little.
But the garden is looking good
We are due at Sheila’s and Brains
for dinner this evening and we are yet again the most rubbish guests as we
forgot it was Easter and the shops are shut so we can’t buy any wine to take
with us.
I’m really embarrassed and blame
John but luckily they don’t mind, dinner was wonderful, Brian invites John to watch
the football tomorrow and I arrange to go for a walk with Sheila and her little
dog Lola.
We leave very late and realise
that my mobile phone does not have a torch app on it, in our village all the
street lights apart from the town square are switched off at 1 am, so we walk
home in the pitch black.
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