Whilst waiting for the glued vinyl unit to dry out, using spare time to rip out the hall and stair flooring because what else is there to do on a cold damp February afternoon?
Boy, what a job that turned out to be! The carpet itself came up easily and in one long length so I was able to roll it up into a giant fluffy swiss roll as I worked my way backwards down the staircase but the underlay, what a palaver to remove.
Brown and sort of slimy rubber underlay secured to each step with gripper rods on both the riser and the treads plus a million staples, each one had to be removed individually using pliers.
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| Removing grippers and staples from staircase |
Not hidden treasure but I did find a copy of the Chichester Observer lining the floor that dated back to Sept 1995. Headline news closure of W J Shippams, one of the town’s leading businesses and famous for its meat/fish pastes. A very interesting read.
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| Amazing what you find under an old carpet |
What I thought would be a fairly quick job turned out to be a whole afternoon’s hard graft but after a lot of banging,crashing and cursing, all eventually got stripped out. I may have bruised knees yet it’s a small sacrifice in the quest for warmer floors.
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| Old carpet gone |
Once more I’ll be able to walk barefoot in the bedroom, waking up to feel a soft cushioned surface underfoot instead of cold, splintery floorboards.
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| Looking forward to something soft under foot |
Of course, no wood floor means I won’t hear Bertie sneaking upstairs ready to pounce on me as I snuggle down in bed. He’s now taken to actually sleeping on top of my legs instead of next to them because as well as carpet stripper, I’m also a human cat bed. How could I forget?
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| Is it bedtime? |
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