Mini Makeover

At some point I want to give the little table that I bought the other week a bit of a makeover.  However, I've never painted furniture before and didn't want to start with a piece that I actually quite like.  So, after another impulse buy from Ebay I found myself owning this rather bulky and ugly chest of drawers.

By the time I had lugged it down a flight of stairs and driven it home in my car, the back had started to fall off too.  Another excellent purchase Hazel, well done.

Seeing as the sun was shining today, I thought I'd better get on with it.  

Job 1: Removing the drawer handles.

Job 2:  (My least favourite)  Sanding the whole bloody thing...

Job 3:  (Thanks Daddio) fixing the back of the chest of drawers.

Job 4: Spraying on the primer.  

I chose to use a grey primer.  After one can I realised that I needed another coat, so off to Homebase for the 2nd time today I went.... 

I actually quite liked the grey primer, it looked a bit tatty but strangely quite nice...

Job 5: Painting on the colour!

I had bought a pot of moss green paint to go over the top.  Then in a moment of madness, I grabbed the chrome spray paint that I had bought with the small table in mind.

Job 6:  Screwing in the new draw handles.  (This proved more tricky than I imagined, again- thanks to my old man!)

Job 7:  Admire!

I will have to update you with some more photos when it is inside and being used for the purpose that it is intended for.  But, I have to say.. I'm quite pleased with my first attempt.  I'm now considering dragging my bed down into the garden for a lick of paint..........

The Midas Touch

As mentioned on my last post, I have a cousin who is rather talented.  I would be all bitchy and jealous but he's just too nice to be mean. He is one of those annoying people who is just brilliant at everything that he does.  Anything he touches, turns to gold.  Meet Duanne...

This is a list of a few of the things that he is supremely talented at:

Photography,
Graphic design,
Making jewellery,
Painting,
Cooking.  (I have also heard that he's quite nifty on the dancefloor...)

The family are all well aware of Duanne's capabilities, but now there is proof for the rest of you.  Just take half an hour to watch Baking Mad with Eric Lanlard  and you will see too.

I just can't wait to see him next so I can sample some of those macaroons!



In other news- CONGRATULATIONS to my gorgeous friends Jon and Emma Waring, on the birth of baby Ray David Lennox Waring today.  I am so pleased for you both and cannot wait to meet your lovely little man.  He is one lucky little guy xxx

A Late Night Purchase...

I used to have a strange hobby whilst at Uni.  I would come in, in the early hours of the morning feeling rather worse for wear and buy things on Ebay.

The Internet connection was slow and painfully tedious, so I would type into the search engine what I was looking for, select 'time ending soonest' and bid on whatever had the least time left at the lowest price.  The photo showing whatever I had purchased would not have time to load so I would not know what I had bought until it arrived in the post in a few days time.

I accumulated a whole host of trash through this ridiculous pastime.  A particular favourite being a lurid orange skirt, that wouldn't have looked out of place on 'Last of the Summer Wine'.

I found a use for it eventually...

Anyway, I had managed to wean myself off of my Ebay Roulette addiction.  That was, until last night.

Whilst celebrating a best friend's new job, I had remembered a small end table that I had been watching on Ebay.  Filled with beer and a sudden urge that the damn table WOULD BE MINE, I happily placed a few bids.

Then, this morning reality hit me.  I had bought yet another item of furniture for this virtual home of mine.  I was spending more money that could potentially be put into a bigger deposit.

At least it's pretty.  I am glad that I haven't come home with the orange skirt equivalent of an end table.

In other news...BIG, BIG HUGE THANK YOU to the wonderfully talented Duanne Watson who created me a banner for my blog.  He really is one of the most gifted people that I know and also one of the nicest.  Love ya loads xxx

An Impossible Task

When I decided that I would look for a flat rather than a house, I honestly thought that I would find one almost immediately.  I had dismissed hundreds of properties before, just because I didn't want a flat.  I wanted a garden, stairs, the lot.

I don't know whether it's me being fussy, but there are some truly horrendous properties out there.

I went to see a duplex apartment on Friday.  I had convinced myself that it was, 'The One'.  It was a flat, but it had stairs!  It didn't have a private garden but it had the use of outdoor facilities, including a communal BBQ.  It was open plan, looked modern and ideal for a young, single girl living on her own.

I arrived at the apartment, mum in tow, eager to have a look around my future abode.
Why is it, I ask, that estate agents feel the need to take photos at an angle that makes the rooms look much bigger?  It's a ridiculous idea.  Ludicrous in fact!  It's just setting you up for disappointment as the property will never live up to the expectations that you have from looking at inaccurate pictures.

The main bedroom fit in a double bed and not much else.  There was not enough room in that flat to swing a door-mouse let alone a cat; and if I do choose to bring Daisy with me, she will need to be swung.

So alas, the hunt continues.  I live in hope that my ideal home will come along soon....