PAINT JOB REVISITED

Never paint after a head-banging night out.

A cracking night out!

With the reverb still ringing in my ears from a night out of eclectic music at The Anvil, it’s not hard to understand why you wouldn’t see Ozzy Osbourne cracking out a few coats of satin sheen after the Download Festival.  Keying in corners when your ears (and brain) are still fizzing is like trying to paint straight lines down the M1 during rush hour.  What’s more, due to modern paint formulas, you can’t even get high on the fumes like you used to.

What a legend

Three coats later, the bathroom’s looking like a tribute to Kelly’s Clotted Cream ice cream (‘ty’ve missed unn tamm’ that’s Cornish for ‘you’ve missed a bit’).  So it’s more Cornetto than Deco at the mo but hey, I’m hoping that will change once the tiles are up. 

Slowly starting to come together

Magnolia is really not my kind of colour.  It’s so bland even Kelly Hoppen would have fallen asleep watching it dry.  I read in last Friday’s edition of Bricks and Mortar by The Times that brighter shades are staging a comeback with orange being top of the Must Have list.  Ironic really now that I’ve painted over the previously orange hallways in a non-descript neutral beige. 

You can’t have a better tomorrow if you’re always thinking about yesterday so it’s time to forget Victorian green and concentrate on the positive impact of cream metro tiles.

Before

After

Before tiling - mirror wall

Before tiling - bath wall