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Wednesday, 9 July 2014
I have no particular desire to live in a house such as the above; not that I dislike it.
My problem is that if I did desire something similar, who the hell would I get to build it?
We live in an area where 'tradition' is all-important, and any divergence from the norm is greeted with a wringing of hands, shaking of heads, and sharp intakes of breath.
At our current project of converting an old Tobacco Drying Barn into a comfortable home, we want to install a simple, not too expensive, yet spectacular, staircase. We've considered numerous designs, drawn dozens of plans, and in every case come to a dead-end when thinking of who we could get to do the job.
The staircase will become a focal point of the very large downstairs open space, and will need to be an important feature (think Tara-ish). Inevitably I end up trying to design a hi-tech, easy-build, drop-down-gorgeous job, that I could build myself. But even then I find myself hunting for materials that simply do not seem to exist in this area.
I WILL eventually find a solution (I think I'm getting closer), and I WILL eventually find a craftsman to assist me (I think I may have someone in mind)..... but for the moment the search is still very much on!
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone (except the obdurate and dictatorial) is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 46 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away; we also have a Border Collie called Billy. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!