The Reveal . . .

 Confident that my children rarely look at my blog, and T is with her boyfriend until Storm Barra lets up and she can return through the mountain pass tomorrow, so even less likely to look at my blog, I shall share my hard work with you, and blimey it truly HAS been hard work.  My lower back and hips are very sore and I had to take painkillers in the night as the pain was stopping me sleeping.  The joys of getting old - and not wanting to pay someone to do the job you can do, albeit slowly. So here we are, the papering around the sink area has been finished . . .  I absolutely LOVE it. Glad I went with my gut feeling on that (children's) wallpaper.

The mirror we planned to relocate there (a lovely Art Deco family piece) may well be too heavy to put on the plasterboard wall.  We may be able to suspend it from the picture rail but it would mean a very long chain (:  So, we may need a Plan B.

Here on the opposite wall is the calm-it-down paper, a textured one with champagne colours and the texture on it makes it almost look like a misty scene. It reminds me of the winter sun on the bleached moor grass on the hills around here.  There are some more golden streaks (which you notice when in the bath) and the tiny bits of glitter twinkle like particles of frost.  If only I knew how to fit lino, I could finish the room myself!

I am now resting, and the steak and kidney casserole I put in the slow cooker at lunchtime smells divine!

I hope that no-one suffered from Storm Barra, although Tam is at Aberystwyth and sent me some photos of the Prom being half-destroyed overnight.