If any of you have had the pleasure or misfortune to visit our current home, you will realise that we live in a place which to all intense and purposes is modeled on a Swiss Chalet. that is to say lots of pine ceilings. Now in its defense it is a lovely home, but I am just getting a little tired of humping this stuff around. I would like to say that the stuff you see in the photos is the last of it, but I am frightened that another room will appear resembling some lost sauna.
I managed a couple of hours tonight of wood moving, but finished with some jack hammer therapy. I have a theory about tiled walls. It goes something like this. If you want them to stick on the wall they develop a conspiracy against you and join forces with gravity to end up with the noticeable bulge before falling off, but if on the other hand you want to remove them, then they stick like s***t to the proverbial blanket. Never mind super Simon is coming on Saturday, and he loves a challenge.
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