Are you an architect? Or, should I say did you study architecture? The two are not mutually inclusive it seems. When I was 16 or 17 and thinking of a future career I don’t think there was quite the level of navel gazing or working out where my future might lie as there is now. No visits to colleges, no talks from industry, no transition year. I just decided in a particularly uninformed and unscientific way that I wanted to study architecture. Continue reading
Back to the house refurbishment story where I endeavor to show you the before, during and after of various rooms in the pigeon house. This week it’s the entrance hall at garden level. Continue reading
We (finally) secured permission to commence the works we wished to do to the pigeon house. As the property was a protected (listed) building, a large amount of information was required and a number of stages were involved in the permissions process from the local authority. This ranged from a historical account of the building to large scale detailed drawings. After much stress and tension the bankers eventually gave us the go ahead for our mortgage and we were finally ready to commence on site!. We simply could not wait to get in there and see what really lay behind the facade and above the many suspended ceilings (would there be any period details or not?) Continue reading
Finally it had come to pass. The dilapidated house was going to be ours and it was time to hand over our house to its new custodians. To prepare for the first night in our rental home where we would stay while building work was carried out, I had packed an overnight bag for each member of the family. Continue reading
We finally decided to go ahead with a viewing of our house to some prospective purchasers. I had cleaned the house till it gleamed. What started out as a dust and tidy turned into a manic re-organisational spree.
The pictures that have been on the floor for months (make that years) have been hung. Shelves have been de-cluttered, cushions arranged and candles lit. The entire house may not quite have had a feng shui makeover but there is an air of calm and (relative) sophistication. Continue reading
It seems that we are all expected to multi-task these days. Somehow we are expected to be able to be everything: run a household and keep down a job, make the dinner and supervise the homework, carry on a phone conversation whilst typing an email at the same time. It never seems to end. Continue reading
Having viewed it, we couldn’t stop thinking about the pigeon house. It was complete madness. We were already living in our dream home. We are both architects and designed a brand new house for ourselves only seven years years earlier, having bought a used car lot with some friends. Continue reading