Milestone

And then, at last, a room was done! The carpet layed. the paint pots lidded.
It was a good day. And the loft was happy.

Before:



























After:

And now just the bathroom, halls, stairs, landing and every door frame in the house to go….what's a painting party?

life through a window

They say, it has been a good summer. I have seen only paintbrushes.

You can't get the staff

The new labourer ( the funny kid with big nose) wasn't a patch on the guys from the old team



































If he wasn't tangled up in masking tape...




























He was either 'resting' or nowhere to be seen....




























It was going to be a long summer

it just kept going on and on

Did someone mention the Forth Bridge?

And when Hetty and her team had finished their amazing feat...

The painting started. It seemed like a good idea at the time.




























But it went on….




































And on….





































And on….





























And on…..




























Until tea break



























And then…..

4th July high

The little terrier looked on…..you are NOT getting me in there. EVER!

Industrial Action

Hetty has been on stike now for 2 days and it is unclear whether she will return to work. She cites long hours and a dusty work environment as reason for laying down tools. The owner of the house was forced to take over today in an unusual act of defiance. Hetty was heard to whisper 'scab' under her breath. Let's hope for a return to work tomorrow.

all day long she worked...

And at the end of the day, the loft had gone from a wooden frame to a join-the-dots white wonder of a room…and Hetty smiled. She was looking forward to a shower.

Let there be light....

And as Dylan climbed the previously unnoticed stairs, he noticed something was wrong.



































There was no sign of Hetty anywhere!

Not by the window...



























Not under the eaves...




























Was she lost under all of that fluffy stuff?




























And then, as if from the depths of the earth, he heard a deep, contented sigh….





































Hetty was safe, sound and settled under the stairs for a nice kip. Phew. Goodnight said Hetty. Goodnight said Dylan…and then ran off to see if he could wrap himself in the big shiny blanket before the staff noticed!

Going clip clippety clop on the stairs

Is that a little mouse with clogs on?



































Hetty remained silent, offering nothing but her usual impenetrable smile.

Hello birds, hello sky

Wot No Ceiling …. chiz chiz

Back at playschool, the toys watched...

There's a window





















































And there's a door….




































And some pipes…...





































And some holes



































And something to keep out the cold wind out….mmmm- toasty said the toys.




























 And they all knew that the door would never be used. But nobody spoke of it.

Meanwhile….

less than 48 hours later, the woman peeped through the little hatch. Hetty looked tired - but happy. The loft looked…well, see for yourself

Time for bed said Hetty…..

What they saw from the rooftops...

And then one fine evening, the couple climbed the stairs in a far off land, 2 doors away, and saw something amazing. The loft had put on her hat. Some say it was a Heath Robinson hat, but the couple thought it was the best hat they had ever seen. And the loft was happy.

What Hetty did next..

That girl knows how to work...






















































Meanwhile, during all of this, a little dog kept guard. Ever alert, the brave terrier stuck to his post - he was determined Hetty would not descend until her work was complete and he could finally get a look at what was up the silver stairs. The stairs where no terrier had boldy gone. Not ever.

Blair Witch in the Loft

At night, the woman crept up the stairs to sneak a peek at the newly emerging loft. It was dark, so very dark up there. With torch batteries dead, the only way to see was by camera flash…..

The woman screamed. As the flash lit up the room for the briefest of moments, she could see two dark eyes staring right at her from inches away.....






























It seemed that Hetty had moved into the loft.

Later, much later, the woman crept once more up the loft ladder. Hetty had been busy.