Well they say the path of true love never runs smoothly, so I’m guessing it’s the same for woodburners….
The liners are proving very difficult to drop down the chimneys, due to some drips of mortar that have fallen down when the chimney’s were originally sealed up. The workmen referred to these as “wee snotters of mortar” which is both picturesque and revolting at the same time…
So all is on hold till the middle of next week.
This is a bit of a pain, as it holds everything else up, but hey ho, what can you do. Well you can stick your head up the chimney and pretend you’re an 19th century child, I suppose…..
We spent most of this weekend putting things away, ready for the fireplace renovation. As you can see, the original is not a thing of beauty, being enormous and with the remnants of an old back boiler for the original range still in place. I can’t wait to get the whole thing pulled out, though various people have suggested I should save it and try and resell it.
Er, no, I don’t think so.
All the furniture has been dismantled, all the bedding has been put away, the carpet is rolled up, and we just await the arrival of the Woodburning Men ( sounds like a cult group, I think?) to arrive next week.
Pictures to follow.
We took a break, and had lunch in The Garrison – they do an excellent bowl of soup and a sandwich for about a fiver.
Then coffee in The Midge…. not wanting to leave anyone out….
I’ll be down next week to supervise the Woodburning Men, so watch this space!