We have moved to an area of London where there are lots and lots of foxes.
Agnes and I see them as we take our bedtime perambulation around the block and they stare at us in disdain.
This morning we were woken by Agnes’ rousing rooster bark at 5:30am. I dashed out to the kitchen to see an antagonistic fox standing boldly outside the French doors. Poor Agnes, she’s supposed to chase foxes and they even have the run of the communal garden. Life is unfair for a small Welsh Terrier.
We heard a door close sharply in a nearby flat (oops) and we hurriedly gathered up the dog and closed the kitchen door. We all tried to go back to sleep.
It turns out foxes can climb trees but they don’t like vinegar so my cunning plan is to douse outside in white vinegar as a deterrent. The neighbours should love that!
I’m also considering taking up riding.There are far too many foxes around here!
It’s been a bit of a blur what with moving, work, Christmas and stuff and so blogging was on hold for the past few weeks.
I’m back at work and we’re getting into our new routines so it’s time to share some progress from the past couple of weeks.
We have ripped up all the carpet and it’s smelling much better.
We’ve knocked down two wardrobes and have discovered two fireplaces or we will when we knock out the walls.
We have a functional living room with furniture which is quite nice apart from sticky floorboards!
And we have a large kitchen with rather interesting pipes.
We’ve drawn up new plans for the bathroom and kitchen and have a structural engineer coming on Thursday to tell us if we can knock down the fourth bedroom for our giant (by London standards) kitchen.
And we’ve put lots of ideas on Pinterest so we know what it’s all going to look like.
It’s been challenging and at times uncomfortable but we’ve made a lot of progress and things are feeling much better.
Hard to believe it’s been a month already!
I have officially finished work for the year and I have survived the past ten days in the Mansion with the Most (potential, expenses, opportunity, cats etc) and I am ready to have a rest and enjoy some well deserved time off…
Oh what am I thinking?
This is when it all begins. From wallpaper stripping , uncovering windows, dealing with rot and determining whether the building will collapse if we knock down the maid’s room.
All I can say now is, let the festivities begin!
I suspect I’ll be glad to get back to work on January 7th!
We are now able to walk to Hyde Park, ok it took half an hour but still definitely walkable.
And what a stunning morning with blue skies, sunshine and frosty leaves.
We don’t know Hyde Park well so Agnes and I did a big walk around the Serpentine where we saw lots of hissing swans, up to Kensington Palace to see if we could see Meghan peering around the curtains and then back past two hundred sausage dogs in Christmas jumpers and there really were two hundred!
With all that ticked off the list as well as horses (one of us went berserk) it was a three hour walk and we were ready for a sit down.
This morning Agnes and I tried out a new cafe/bar/eatery, The Elgin.
Just around the corner, it was dog friendly, had good food and had rather similar floorboards!
This is very good news as I was missing our old cafes in Queen’s Park and their poached eggs were excellent!
It’s as if we’ve gone back in time and it’s 1945. Tonight I taped black bin bags over the front door to keep the light out (as opposed to in).
Light has been pouring in through the front door every night as there’s an all night security light and it’s been driving me crazy. I’m light sensitive and I can’t sleep.
I’m optimistic that this is the temporary solution with a black out blind being a more permanent option.
It’s not very stylish but very effective as I woke up at 7:30am!
It’s hard to believe it’s only a week since the most traumatic move ever. It hasn’t been the easiest of weeks as I’ve been camping in one room, going to work, dealing with Agnes and generally feeling a bit overwhelmed.
I decided to work from home on Friday having skipped the Christmas party last night but knowing very little would get done today.
Instead I decided to have a look under the carpet and as these things happen, before I knew it, I’d ripped out the carpet of cremation in the bedroom and hall. It had been getting me down especially the smell and instantly things felt better.
Having said that, the hall is quite rotten and will need boards and joists replacing but we’ve dealt with that before so it’s scary but not daunting.
And then I settled down to wait for a few essentials to be delivered including a mini fridge so we can function somewhat normally while we’re kitchen-free.
Here are some flattering progress photos which definitely make things look better than they are…