|One day, this will be a bedroom (I think)|
As of this evening, the first crew of workmen have finished the structure of our loft conversion.
I'm not sure you get the full impression from my shaky pictures (the stairs without a banister, and the fact that there's daylight peeping in places, scared the shit out of me when I ventured up there alone, after the men had left).
Alice came up with me, then disappeared out my peripheral vision and I freaked because I thought she'd disappeared into the 'storage' area in the eves... turns out she was just checking the stairs again!
Not 100 per cent what happens next. Think it might be the roofers or the plasterers, but we're waiting on a call from our "project overseer" at Space Invaders, the firm carrying out this incredible transformation.
Meanwhile, Rachel has been off picking out the bathroom fixtures and fittings (as a detour between work meetings around Kent).
Afterwards, she said of her meeting with the bathroom supplier: "I lost count of the number of times he sucked his teeth..."
I'd already had one experience of him on the phone, and wasn't overly impressed, but he has a relationship with Space Invaders, so I'm willing to cut him some slack.
I just hope everything else runs as smoothly as it has so far...
|In lieu of traditional windows, we're opting for blue screens to project alien landscapes onto (just kidding)|
|The opening into the eves that I thought Alice had run off into!|
|There may be a wall now there, but stairs without a banister are still terrifying to me!|
|Underside of the new stairs this morning...|
|Underside of the new stairs, this evening!|
When she got home from work, Rachel had a "test run" with a duvet to get an idea of how the bed will look up in the new room:
|Trust me, the walls are straight - it's a trick of the camera that makes these |
look like sets from German Expressionist cinema