A couple of weeks before Christmas, I decided to renovate an old corner cupboard that I had bought in the Summer. I saw it in our local and very wonderful charity shop in Stornoway, and although it wasn't quite what I was looking for, I could instantly visualise it, painted ivory and bedecked with pretty bits and pieces, sitting in the kitchen corner. It was delivered when I was in the middle of some chaos or other, so was promptly shoved into place, where it sat, brooding darkly, waiting for me to give it the promised makeover. But the weeks and months passed - it became part of the furniture - vases and ornaments and books were placed on its shelves, items in the cupboard, and we became accustomed to the mediocrity. In fact, I even began to tell myself that it looked ok! But, no - when I came to decorate the house for Christmas, I knew I had to tackle it.
And - like all those jobs that we keep putting off, the work itself only took a couple of hours over a weekend. I am so pleased with the result. It is exactly how I pictured it - ermm... all those months ago
A visit to the same shop, a couple of months earlier, had me bearing home this Lloyd Loom chair in triumph. Just what I had been looking for to go in James's room. Not at all the right colour, but I could easily fix that. Hmmm - well, it turned out to be much trickier than I thought. I used enamel spray paint, which, in hindsight, was not the best thing to do, but once I had started, I really had to finish. Except that I didn't finish. The Summer holidays were closing in, and the house was going to be full of visiting family and friends - not the best time for furniture renovation. So - up into the attic it went, forgotten, until late Autumn, when the memory of it started to rise to the surface of my chaotic mind. Five cans of enamel later, I finished the painting, although it is still very patchy. I just felt I had to stop sometime! I recovered the seat with some gorgeous fabric from an old curtain, and I was really happy with how that turned out. Anyway, the chair is now in the boy's bedroom, where it makes a comfy reading spot by the window. Maybe a wee quilt or blanket will eventually hide those paint streaks.
Meanwhile, I am just going to sit and admire this corner view for a while.
Happy New Year xx