Welcome to the kitchen blog

I wasn't going to post about the kitchen any more until it was finished, because I don't really want this to become a home-improvements blog. But Lovely-J got all disappointed when I told him this, because he's enjoying seeing the pictures. And he reckons that we'll appreciate this record of work-in-progress when all is done and finished, the house is sold, and we're safely tucked away, smug and warm in our lovely 4 bed semi detached Edwardian / Victorian townhouse somewhere in suburban Cardiff.

Also, when all is said and done, this blog is here for me to witter on about things that are going on in my life at the moment. And right now it is mainly kitchens. :o)

So - here is how the kitchen looked when I got home from work yesterday afternoon....


Look! Units and worktops! I got really quite excited when I saw this. Not least by the lovely sheeny-shiny sink with it's sheeny-shiny taps (which twist with a lovely, satisfying smooth and ceramic-y clunk) and the lovely sheeny-shiny hob and its mean-looking burners...

We got so excited by it all that we rushed straight out to buy wall and floor tiles. You can see the wall tiles in the above pic - plain cream tiles. I didn't want any flouncy tiles, because at the end of the day we can't keep the kitchen - we're going to sell the house after all, and flouncy tiles should be something that any future owners should decide whether they want or not. Also, the plain cream ones were half the price of the flouncy tiles...

I'm not telling you about the floor tiles. They're awesome, too - but I'm keeping them as a surprise for later on.

When I got home tonight - I saw this...


.... with a little note telling me that the sink, electrics and cooker all work and are ready to be used, and that the cupboards are ready to be filled if I want.

If I want?!?!? Of course I want! Silly (and clever, fantastic, awesome, lovely) kitchen-building man.

(Note - I'm allowed to say gushing-nice things about the kitchen building man without Lovely-J getting uppity, because the lovely, awesome, fantastic and clever kitchen-building man is Lovely-J's dad.)

I spent the next hour arranging tins in cupboards and role-playing catering situations to help decide the best location for the baked beans or the tea bags. I then celebrated with a bacon butty. (I've been eating microwaved food for the past week, so cooker = bacon).

Just to prove that my life doesn't revolve around kitchens...

It's my new favourite picture. I took it the other day when I was on a site visit with work, it makes me chuckle.