The Gas Man Cometh

'twas on the Monday morning the Gas Man came to call....

Luckily we didn't need the carpenter afterwards. £180 lighter but we now know our boiler is in top working order and all the random gas outlets have been stopped off.

While the gas man was hard at work I decided to start work on the garden. Clearly taking after my Mother I started off by hacking back some ivy. After a while it became clear that
   a. the ivy was mainly coming from behind the shed
   b. the ivy might be holding up the shed
   c. the asbestos roofed shed has to go!
City of London will take it for free but we need to dismantle and wrap the stuff, any volunteers? No? I'll get some quotes, ho hum, the sofa gets pushed further down the money list again.

pruning saw queen!

sorry, that was quite a few photos wasn't it.

In other news, we think we might have finished the emulsion on the sewing room. Famous last words maybe? we'll see.

Again, rather a few photos, but this time taken with a fancy-pants East London trendy app to make them look all old and stuff.

oh look, some wine has appeared, fancy that.

P.s. if you don't know the Flanders and Swann song that inspired the title for this post, you need to get to know it. Fast. The Gas Man Cometh

Still boxed up

It's Sunday and we're still living out of boxes. This might be the case for some time.

Actually the kitchen's almost there.

But 'The Green Spot. is still making an appearance

This is where our fridge will be on Tuesday

Outhouse bit

Sitting room

Hall

Music room, what's this has someone started unpacking boxes here? Glad he's started with the most important things, hmmmmm.

Sewing room, which appears to have music room stuff in it, hmmmm again.

Bedroom and me!

Expansion plans

Jon's planning to move his music room into the loft! What good news. Then we can have a proper spare room.

100% E17

After all the fun of decorating and cleaning our new house, Thursday was man and van day. The three houseketeers (you know, like musketeers but doing house stuff instead) went to Acton one last time to finish last minute packing and the big clean before handing the keys back to the agents. Although we thought we might have one last trip to the PV by the time we had got stuck in traffic on the north circular we all were tucked up in bed/blankets on the floor by 9.30pm.

The brilliant men arrived with their van at 8.30ish on Thursday morning. The poor things had had their van broken into the night before but that didn't stop them being super. We couldn't believe it that everything actually fitted in the van, except my bike which Jon took in the car (on loan from Dr. Lloyd). Then Mum and I set to work making 14 Agnes Road the cleanest it has ever been. Fingers crossed they'll be no reason not to give us our whole deposit back.

After Jon spent a good part of his life on the North circular (we got him a Laveli bakery cake though so he wasn't too sad) we were all three back in Walthamstow, with a lot of boxes. So obviously we ignored these boxes and went down the pub with our friend James and his Mum and Dad.

Beer brewed out back for £1.99 and pub grub for £4.95. The William the Fourth is fab!

Then on Saturday Jon handed the keys back to the agent, now we are 11% E17!

The kitchen gets finished!

Jon spent quite a while trying to make this filler work in the special gun thing his Dad gave him....but it didn't, so he went to buy some wallpaper paste. We forgive him though because he was up so super early!

While he was doing that Mum and I finished the kitchen!

Don't tell John Pass but we didn't put any dust-sheets down so we had to keep getting the J-cloths out to wipe up our spills.

Not mopping the ceiling this time, but painting it!

and also painting myself a bit too.

Tea break!

But I'm washing up the paint trays.

A series of 'what everything looks like at the moment' photos.

the outhouse

the landing

my sewing room

Jon's music room

a light bulb

and another one (Jon took these photos, I'm not sure what the light bulb theme is)

another tea break! Notice I'm still not the one sitting down.

The Green Spot. Why will it not get covered?

Mum cleaned the top of the cooker, what a heroess!

Laura and James came so we had to have a tea break, what a shame.