In which MR returns…

I’m baaaaack!!! 

That’s right – on future paperwork the MR household is finally able to check the box next to the question “are you a home owner?”!!!!! It’s not been all ‘plain sailing’, of course, though the thrill of being in your own home does do an awful lot to help oneself move beyond the uncomfortable experience of ‘skipping’ a one year old sofa because it’s too large to get through the new front door…

We celebrated the collection of the keys with a couple of bottles of this… (To be honest the discovery of this £50 plus bottle of champagne incorrectly priced at £14 a bottle was worth celebrating alone!)

And then embarked on a four day marathon of cleaning followed by a two day marathon of actually moving everything (6 trips over Cairn O Mount in an afternoon – yummy!) followed by a further day long marathon of cleaning (the old rental!) whereupon we decided we should treat ourselves to a break and ‘relaxed’ by unpacking millions of boxes…

It goes without saying that I’ve not managed to make anything recently – both because of a lack of time and the fact that my sewing machine and stash are all packed away. I HAVE, however, been able to indulge my other favourite hobby – vintage shopping! At several points over the last few weeks with my hot face pressed up against yet another tower of very heavy boxes as I lugged them from one place to another I’ve declared ‘I’m never moving again’, yet, on the contrary, I’ve discovered what a very sound opportunity it provides to shop, shop, shop without guilt! 

So – the loot…

Another couple of vintage mirrors (only one photographed as I can’t reach the other!)

 A panelled coat hook frame…

Some bedroom furniture… 

Perhaps MR’s best finds were the items we got today! Nathan and I took a trip to Stonehaven to get a blast of fresh sea air and to marvel at the fact that views like this are only about 12 minutes away from us now (I’ve never lived so close to the coast – it’s fabulous!)…

 

 

With the sun shining, seagulls screaming and waves crashing on the beach there was only one thing to do – eat ice cream! So off we went in search of one…. Quite by chance we went into a little tourist shop on the harbour and discovered that ice cream was literally the only product still being sold as the owner was in the process of retiring and closing the store. For £40 we were able to nab a couple of the old shop fittings that had been used for display purposes…

This wicker basket to hold our logs for the open fire…

And this old, bashed-up trunk that will, once re-lined and cleaned up, either become a funky fabric storage solution or our dirty laundry bin…

Of course, shopping really should not have been a priority in the first week of moving in as our new home has plenty that needs doing to it! We’ve not been all lazy though – this is the pile of stuff that we have dragged out of our patio area to begin tidying it up and gives you an idea of what a massive challenge the outside space is at this property…

Hark – I hear more ‘dump runs’ coming our way….

Nathan, too, got right into the spirit of things and started strimming the large unkempt garden. I’m not sure if it was the results that he was keen to achieve, or just the opportunity to mess about with the biggest power tool we’ve ever owned…

Realising pretty quickly that the real garden was not going to be presentable for quite some time, We decided to plant up some containers for the front step and just pretend for a while that the mess ‘out back’ doesn’t exist..

The ‘up’ side to buying a house that is in such a mess and full of rubbish is the chance to uncover some hidden treasure from time to time, such as this chair that we unearthed in one of the outbuildings and that I’ve every intention of restoring and creating a new cushion for…

And I think that pretty much brings us all back up-to-date – apart from this little chap who has just joined the family..

Yes, yes, I know he looks identical to Archie, but that is why we rescued him when we were told that he needed to be re-homed! Readers, meet Dexter! He is a 4 yr old Bengal, the most disgusting eater I’ve ever come across and a complete scavenger – it’s like he’s always been here! 

I’ll leave you (for a little while longer until I get my act together again!) with a couple of shots of our lovely little village and the gorgeous walk that runs along the back of our garden…

And the promise of an exclusive interview, very soon, with the owner of the soon-to-open craft studios and creative outlet MY CRAFTY SOUL…

 

More soon

 

MR x x x

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