Fool for France
worm holes
We have contractors and pretty nice guys they are, too. Here is one of them, holding up a piece of oak flooring that he has removed from the former dining room. When I squealed “You’re not saving that???” he did not groan and say “Lady, knock it off.” He explained why. After some 180 years, those floor boards, thick oaken beauties that they are, had become worm eaten and were no longer usable. He showed me the worm holes. I thought about pointing out that folks pay good money to have worm holes put into their furniture but then I thought nah, these guys like old stuff. If it could be used, they would keep it. I deferred to their expertise. So we shall see. For now, I’m just glad to see someone on site.

3 Replies to “The contractors are here!”

  1. How bad is the worm?
    We have evidence of 14th century worm but they stopped eating a while back

    Wish we were nearer you, I would be round there sorting through the good wood and offloading to top up renovation funds. Then again I am compulsive salvager.It is a lot of hassle sorting the gold from the dross though………….
    Most French workmen like to chuck out the old and put in the new- ours are bemused by some of my recycling of materials

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  2. Some of those boards are crumbling to dust. Others look like they just have cosmetic damage. If I had a specific use for them, I’d sort through and put the good ones aside. As it is, I figure my English contractor started as a cabinetmaker and he likes old stuff. If he says they are not worth saving, maybe they are not. But sure, if you were passing through, you would be more than welcome to take a look.

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  3. Well, if your contractor is English, at least there should be no “lost in translation” misunderstandings regarding the work
    (Thought that was a French” profile” on your post!)
    Looking forward to seeing progress in there

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