If you're up to date with reading this 'ere Blog, you will recall that in order for the gas man to fit the new system he needs access to the main gas pipeline. This is located in a secret space in her hall and it was full of 'stuff'!
He had asked her what was in there, she said that she couldn't remember, aka not a clue but that it would all be cleared out so that he could have access when he needs it. Today was the day she decided to get the flat sorted out, trunks were pulled out from underneath her bed and her summer clothes were packed away.
Then she pulled out the big stepladder and took down the bedroom curtains, for Wizard is coming tomorrow to make a frame to the window and move the curtain track out further into the room so that the curtains won't hang so close to the new radiator which will be fitted next week.
She pulled the furniture away from the walls where the new heating pipes will go, collected four bags of rubbish and old newspapers which she should have taken to the allotment but didn't and together with the old curtain track, made two trips to the recycling unit in Danyers Street and one trip to New Horizons with a load of unwanted books.
We had supper at half past seven and then she ventured into the secret space, I was banished to the bedroom.. it would have been too dusty and I would have, undoubtedly, played the fool. The usual rubbish appeared, an electric fan, a couple of buckets with mops and stuff like that. Then an expresso machine, from the days when she used to drink short sharp lethal shots of caffeine for breakfast!
Then her luggage trolley, this dates from the 70's, 80' & 90's when you could travel with unlimited luggage and boy, did she!
Then.. Eureka! Constance's own edition of Wicker Wheelie. She had completely forgotten that her mother had left it with her, it is slightly wider than our own WW and she'll keep it because our WW will fade and pass over one day and then she'll have his replacement tucked away. But first he has to go down to David to have his standing legs repaired.
Then she came across a packing blanket.. you know what they are, they're the big grey blankets that moving companies use to protect furniture when they're packed into crates. How curious, she thought, I wonder what's underneath and lifted it up.
OH, my giddy aunt! For there, where they've been sitting, completely forgotten about for at least nine or even maybe ten years, were thirty lamps! All with gilded wooden tops and bases, brass fittings and gold silk flex, these lamps, apart from one pair which were ones she used in her bedroom in Spain which she had refurbished, have never been used. A mix of various shapes and sizes.
And.. there was even more treasure underneath the gas meter, for sitting on the floor, were ten vases! Waiting to be made into lamps! When the work is done and her poorpoor sitting room is no longer a depository, she'll photograph the lamps and vases and email the photos to clients who are still working.
Everything is now out of this space, she swept it and it is ready for the guys to do the pipe work. Plus more of the long wall bits of the tracking system for shelves. When the gas work is done Wizard is coming back to turn this place into a proper store cupboard.
How about that? Lots of pretty lamps! Mostly Chinese vases, some old, some new and they can all go to light up other peoples lives, but not her old Spanish lamps.. they'll go very well on the shelf above the new radiator in her bedroom.
And also in there, carefully wrapped up in a large bag was a pair of pleated and gathered Imperial Yellow silk lampshades, with finials fittings, 18" base diameters, 12" slopes and 12" tops, they'll fit the Spanish lamps as if they were made for them!
They were the first ever pair of lampshades that her much beloved and treasured Linda made for her back in 1993. Dearest Linda, what fun they had those two, what gloriousglorious lampshades they made together. What treasures!
Happy days folks, veryvery happy days.
GeeGee Parrot.
October 22nd, 2015.
He had asked her what was in there, she said that she couldn't remember, aka not a clue but that it would all be cleared out so that he could have access when he needs it. Today was the day she decided to get the flat sorted out, trunks were pulled out from underneath her bed and her summer clothes were packed away.
Then she pulled out the big stepladder and took down the bedroom curtains, for Wizard is coming tomorrow to make a frame to the window and move the curtain track out further into the room so that the curtains won't hang so close to the new radiator which will be fitted next week.
She pulled the furniture away from the walls where the new heating pipes will go, collected four bags of rubbish and old newspapers which she should have taken to the allotment but didn't and together with the old curtain track, made two trips to the recycling unit in Danyers Street and one trip to New Horizons with a load of unwanted books.
We had supper at half past seven and then she ventured into the secret space, I was banished to the bedroom.. it would have been too dusty and I would have, undoubtedly, played the fool. The usual rubbish appeared, an electric fan, a couple of buckets with mops and stuff like that. Then an expresso machine, from the days when she used to drink short sharp lethal shots of caffeine for breakfast!
Then her luggage trolley, this dates from the 70's, 80' & 90's when you could travel with unlimited luggage and boy, did she!
Then.. Eureka! Constance's own edition of Wicker Wheelie. She had completely forgotten that her mother had left it with her, it is slightly wider than our own WW and she'll keep it because our WW will fade and pass over one day and then she'll have his replacement tucked away. But first he has to go down to David to have his standing legs repaired.
Then she came across a packing blanket.. you know what they are, they're the big grey blankets that moving companies use to protect furniture when they're packed into crates. How curious, she thought, I wonder what's underneath and lifted it up.
OH, my giddy aunt! For there, where they've been sitting, completely forgotten about for at least nine or even maybe ten years, were thirty lamps! All with gilded wooden tops and bases, brass fittings and gold silk flex, these lamps, apart from one pair which were ones she used in her bedroom in Spain which she had refurbished, have never been used. A mix of various shapes and sizes.
And.. there was even more treasure underneath the gas meter, for sitting on the floor, were ten vases! Waiting to be made into lamps! When the work is done and her poorpoor sitting room is no longer a depository, she'll photograph the lamps and vases and email the photos to clients who are still working.
Everything is now out of this space, she swept it and it is ready for the guys to do the pipe work. Plus more of the long wall bits of the tracking system for shelves. When the gas work is done Wizard is coming back to turn this place into a proper store cupboard.
How about that? Lots of pretty lamps! Mostly Chinese vases, some old, some new and they can all go to light up other peoples lives, but not her old Spanish lamps.. they'll go very well on the shelf above the new radiator in her bedroom.
And also in there, carefully wrapped up in a large bag was a pair of pleated and gathered Imperial Yellow silk lampshades, with finials fittings, 18" base diameters, 12" slopes and 12" tops, they'll fit the Spanish lamps as if they were made for them!
They were the first ever pair of lampshades that her much beloved and treasured Linda made for her back in 1993. Dearest Linda, what fun they had those two, what gloriousglorious lampshades they made together. What treasures!
Happy days folks, veryvery happy days.
GeeGee Parrot.
October 22nd, 2015.
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