For a museum curator and self-confessed collectibles addict, there were difficult moments, where 'out with the old' was a bit of a nightmare. At times I almost wept in front of all of those manly builders who were ridiculing me for admiring the archaeological layers of wallpaper - which could be peeled off in eras: early 1990s independence with trendy ugly wallpaper; then numerous layers of old-fashioned 1970s soviet wallpaper; then earlier 1950s soviet stencil-rollered paper; then the regal floral or Latvian traditional symbols stencilled in the 1930s; finally to newspapers in the old Germanic font which were dated 1878. The hardest day was arriving when they had begun tearing down an mdf wall which had been painted with groovy 60s retro geometric designs - it would have made a fabulous feature wall in our living room... see photo above.
We are now faced with a much bigger (and more expensive) job than was originally expected, but at the same time, the demolition has also opened the house out to light and let in a fresh breeze, and we are excited about what the final product will be like. And to give the house credit: it is 120 years old. It's seen more winters than any of us will ever experience, and it's still standing. How many of the cinder-block gyproc numbers being built today in the suburbs will look this good in 110 years time? So below are a few snaps of work in the last few weeks. And the next blog will be all sun and meat pies, I promise.