This summer most of our time, energy and spare cash have been expended on an outside building project
We’ve been busy transforming this:
When The Artist and I were house~hunting ten years ago, a separate outbuilding was one of our top priorities. To tick this ‘must~have’ box, whilst keeping within our budget, we chose a property in need of serious upgrading. Over the years we’ve installed central heating, a bespoke kitchen and modern bathroom; have fenced and landscaped the gardens and erected a pergola to shelter our vintage car and Harley Davidson.
In the meantime the ‘brick~built outhouse’, (no, it’s not a primitive toilet ~ that’s how the agents described the freestanding workshop at the rear,) became a ‘glory hole’, where we shoved anything and everything we couldn’t find a proper home for: toolkits and parts of the old car, which Martin is ‘resto~modding’ (more about that soon); garden implements, found materials and random objects that ‘might just come in handy one day’. I thought he’d photographed the chaos before we started ~ but it was dank, dingy and ‘way too disruptive’ for his perfectionist Virgo nature. Too late now but never mind ~ it was a hovel, trust me!
In my childhood home there was a narrow room which housed two Labradors, a huge chest freezer, the downstairs loo, old coats and our welly boots. My step father ~ a vet ~ refused to refer to it as the ‘back passage’, even though that’s basically what it was. The phrase had connotations which always made him snigger, so he christened it ‘the caboodle’. In honour of this amazing man and because our last name begins with a ‘K’, we’ve decided to name our bright new space ‘The Kaboodle’.
But it’s not going to be a dog house, or a dumping ground. The Artist and I spent most of last weekend moving our ‘stuff’ in.
Now a new month has dawned and my horoscope predicts that this is an auspicious day to embark on exciting projects. So it’s time to shape up and get serious about our new art studio and mini~gallery. I’ve waited long enough for this and now the time has come…..
So if anybody needs me from now on, I’ll be in my Kaboodle.