Yeah,
yeah, I know I’ve been the laziest blogger in town but the truth is the past 18
months have whizzed by in the blink of an eye, a sure sign of getting old so I’m
told.
Just like Golden Nuggets |
So
now that I’ve made that gigantic leap out of my PJs and onto the keyboard, what
now? At the moment I’m doing a Led
Zeppelin and buying a stairway to heaven.
Well not exactly buying it, more like re-modelling the old one with a
cunning plan to turn it from a nondescript suburban monstrosity into a model of
elegance and refinement with a bit of stain, varnish and lots of elbow grease.
Two
days into my project and I’ve begun to realise that a staircase transformation
is going to take as long as Brexit. I
ripped up the old carpet expecting to find the previous owners had painted
everything white but surprisingly, the treads are untouched and in pretty good
condition. Great! A good bit of sanding should bring out the
lovely grain in what I’m guessing is the original wood.
Stairs before sanding |
Treads before sanding |
And
now for some stripping! Ensure front door is locked, curtains drawn and
ansaphone is on before flinging caution to the wind and baring all. Just kidding!
For those that wish to strip wood in the nud then good luck to you but
as my wood stripping method of choice involves using Nitromors then I’m keeping
my kecks firmly on.
Heat
gun or chemical strippers? Whatever floats
your boat or in this case, leaves it paint free. There are pros and cons to both but I guess I
just like the sadistic melting effect that Nitromors produces on painted woodwork. Accidentally drop it on your skin and it
burns like acid which is why it’s so effective on even the most stubborn
areas. Brush it on then one cup of tea
later, hey presto! Lovely bubbly paint
for you to scrape off. What could be
easier?
Nitromors - use with care |
Actually
let’s face it, stripping paint off wood is not easy or for the faint
hearted. Don’t do this at home unless
you finish what you started. Half
stripped wood is like a cold kebab, unappealing in the cold light of morning
unless you’re hungover.
Can I have a go? |