. . . to see our old home now doing B&B. Mum's flat is let separately and they've done a good job down there. HOW on earth they got our huge cast iron Hergom stove down from the main kitchen to mum's inglenook is beyond me! They needed some strong blokes for that. HERE:
They are also letting the ground and first floors (so are living in the attic suite). They haven't changed anything and most of the furniture is what we sold them. Don't care for the absolutely hideous pink sofas in the living room though! HERE 2 One of the reviews - much of the antique furniture we sold them is just where we left it - including our magnificent bed, which we couldn't get up the stairs here! - mentions the furniture looking like it "fits the place as if it were born with it." The "fresh delicate flower painted on the chimney" was my work . . . Glad it has remained and not been painted over.
"Like a fairy tale. A charming house in the middle of picturesque Welsh hills. The room is exceptional. Every single piece of furniture fits the place as if it were born with it. Many little details kept us amazed during the whole stay: the fine bed linen, the fresh delicate flower painted on the chimney, the beautiful hand-bound welcoming booklet, the discrete bottle of bubble bath sitting on the edge of the tub. And I almost forgot the delicious breakfast and fascinating hosts. You cannot dream of a better place to spend a romantic holiday or to visit South Wales."
. . . and we were lucky enough to spend half our lives there. Here it is when we first bought it at the end of the 1980s . . .
They bought our house to offer residential book-binding courses and did a wonderful job of turning our lovely stables into his workshops for this. I am guessing that Covid didn't help his cause, hence the B&B. That house HAS to earn its keep as it cost a bomb to heat before prices shot up.
Right, some attic tidying is on the menu for this morning . . .
