Last week, Greg and Richo spent a couple of days fixing the little things that needed adjusting; cupboard doors, taps, tiles as well as laying the timber decking. Then on Friday the painters came and gave the deck and the front of the building a second coat. They also patched little things inside which needed attention.
So, the Grand Design is officially finished. Now it is time for us to confess to Kev (Mc Cloud that is) that we nearly went mad and broke and would never dream of renovating or building again. Wrong! This has been an excellent and enjoyable project and the outcome is better than imagined. Sure, we fell into some traps but nothing that can't be explained away. We are just impulsive and extravagant by nature and happily ceating a new lifestyle in a new space.
Some observations:
The space is actually much larger than we thought it would be, even though we are managing to fill it will clutter already. I thought it would be a very narrow space but it isn't at all. Playing in several places with wall mirrors has also created the illusion of spaciousness.
I am pleased we decided to go ahead and develop the roof garden. It has turned out to be functional (although Sally is not too keen to be left out there - which wasn't the plan). It is a nice place to entertain too...when the weather isn't too rainy, hot, or windy!
I am not sure that our dealings with the AMP Building next door are over. In the torrential rain last week we realised that the paintwork on their wall is breaking down and leaving white powdery marks on our roof garden. We have adopted a wait-and-see policy. The thought of more work is exhausting. I suspect, too, that the front facade will cause problems in the future because the tiles are breaking down. Wait-and-see about that too.
Living with the stairs (all 45 of them) is not a problem aerobically. We are used to them and my leg muscles are bulgeing. How many times am I at the front door and have to run up right upstairs for something I've forgotten? What could be more problematic are the places where there are one or two steps to a different level. I am well-trained in looking before stepping (having lived with vertigo for twenty years now) but I know I must be careful.
The noise and the dirt from Hunter street are not as bad as I thought they would be. The neighbours are all very friendly and there is a lot of activity over in the Lock-Up Cultural Centre over the road which I have stumbled upon.
The neighbouring restaurants and walks are great - we tried out the Thai place in Scott St last week , (we are preparing our palates for Bangkok and Hanoi in eight weeks time.) Surprisingly, we find Darby St unnecessarily distant as food destinations now.
However, I do miss the ships. I can hear them over in the harbour but I miss not being able to look up or to feel the shudder as they pass by. I also miss the bird life. The pigeons here drive me nuts with their infernal cooing and the currawongs sound gorgeous but they are so aggressive to other birds and each other, it's like living with a teenage family.
I just went back and read the first few blogs and looked and the pictures. What a transformation! Here are the last photos. They are a bit out of order...and there are some duplkications . This is the first time I have had difficulty loading and editing photos on the blog but I have run out of time.
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Scarry dog shadow |
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Doggy corner!! |
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Detail of the artifically weathered paint |
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Sally guarding the front door |
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The view from the top floor. The white muslin curtains have arrived and help to separate the spaces more. |