They are finally going to replace my windows. No big deal. That has been the plan all along and the replacements will look like the old ones but meet modern energy standards. The only thing is, all these barely worn and rotting window frames — they are only 155 years old, after all — are about to be thrown out. I needed to keep at least one pair, just as a point of reference. But which one, where and why?
Well. As I was nattering about this, we decided to move the ground floor WC. Fanatic readers will recall that we removed the service stairs. The freed – up space became a sort of utility chase, especially useful for the euphemistically named sanitary waste. So we joined fixture to drain, making installation easier and improving the proportions of the utility room. Excellent, but now the WC has no window. Eew.
Except that now it does. Kieron and Eddie removed the dog/mud/utility room window and set it into the adjacent wall. I think I’m the only one that loves it.
This is where the whole Blandings thing comes in. Now we have to replace some clear glass with frosted — curtains got the emphatic contractor thumbs – down — and reputty all of it. Then they will likely fill in all those rotten bits, then repaint. So no, the reused window isn’t actually free.
But painted drywall would have been so boring…
