Oh boy, I don’t think the neighbours really appreciated this morning’s early bird wake up call. A million black marks in your community copybook!
A
cacophony of drilling, glass smashing, banging and crashing shattered the peace
of the cul-de-sac from 8.00 am onwards as the window fitters set upon
destroying our old wooden front window which like my parents, stubbornly
refused to budge from its position.
BEFORE - old wooden bay window
Bye,
bye bay-by. Won’t be too sad to see the
back of your draughty, energy inefficient backside. It’s out with the old and in with the
thermally insulated new bay window.
Old mullion glass panels - sad to see them go
I’m looking forward to cosy nights in wearing nothing but a T-shirt instead of a down-filled duvet cardigan to counteract the sub-zero temperatures in the lounge brought on by rising energy costs and chilly windows. When Tina Turner sang ‘Steamy Windows’ she hadn’t seen the condensation build up on ours! Brrrr!!
We’ve stuck to our chosen house style so the new UPVC bay window features the external Georgian style astragal bars and looks like a carbon copy of the old window minus the panes of mullion glass.
Sticking with the Georgian bar theme |
An hour into the job and they’re still smashing out the old window frame, a testament to the excellent long-lasting quality of past workmanship. That old wooden window has probably lasted a lot longer than this one will.
Whoops,
here’s the neighbourhood watch team berating our tradesmen for being noisy but
at the same time subtly interrogating them on the ins and outs of our project
totally oblivious to the fact that I’m sat only a few yards away typing this
post. Seriously if MI5 recruited an army
of old dears then they would know everything about everyone. God, they are just so nosey!
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What a difference a new window makes to room temperature
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