A Working Holiday
After the birthday celebrations I thought we may have a little trouble getting up – turns out we were both feeling pretty fresh and Burnsyde was top of the agenda.
We headed down at about 8:30am, grabbed a couple of coffees from Camfields and took a look around to see (not just by photos) where the team had got to in the past week. When we say ‘the team; we mean; SS (Dale’s Dad), Grandad Clive (Dales Grandad), Ken (Dales Uncle Ken) and Andy (an all-round handy-man). These guys have over 100 years of experience of building work between them (and tools twice my age) – seriously talented guys! They really had made a massive difference at a time that was more than important and for that we will be forever grateful to each of them.
This week’s plan was to get every room ‘back to brick’ or at least to a place that was ready to be boarded and plastered so we had a blank canvas to work with. Some rooms needed less work than others. For some 3 layers of wallpaper removal was enough, for others we needed to take a chisel and a hammer and literally take them back to bare brick.
Burnsyde was a lovely little property when we bought it and I am certain people would have loved to stay there if we were to rent it as a holiday home in its current state but we wanted it to be somewhere that was totally ‘us’; our plans, our layout and our interiors. Something that was going to consist of a large investment, a tonne of hard work and love but a place we could call ours, something we had created, from scratch.
It was a successful week but working in a small space for long periods of time with a whole bunch of other people can be a challenging thing. I took a couple of hours out on Thursday and took a walk along the beach with my bezzie and her beautiful cockapoo. It was just what I needed, fresh air, girly chats and doggy cuddles!
The week seemed to fly-by and it was Friday before we knew it! We would normally stay until Sunday but we were heading to Manchester on Saturday afternoon to celebrate our friends 30th so Friday was our last full day in the bungalow. The place was looking amazing, we would have been happy to stay and continue with the work but after a night of partying it was back to Scotland for ‘work work’!
At this point we wouldn’t be back for three weeks so things were going to look very different when we next visited. This made me sad and happy at the same time, as this was our first property renovation project together I wanted to be part of every decision, I wanted to learn from Grandad Clive as he talked me through everything we were working on and in all honesty, I just wanted to be there.
We took one final look around on Saturday morning, plans in hand and made some final decisions on locations of lighting, radiators and sockets (something I never imagined could take so much thought) thankfully we had all the right people around us to advise us on each decision.
We wrapped up about 1pm and we were on the road again!!