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Pretty (garish) in Pink

The sunny days disappeared for a while so Dr Fred and I took advantage of not being able to lounge about the garden and decided to decorate our bedroom.  

When we moved into this house we were a bit overwhelmed by the amount of anaglypta wallpaper we would have to tackle - and also a bit worried about what we might find under the paper - this house was built about 1880 so the walls might just be a bit rough in places and that might be why the anaglypta paper is up in the first place. 

However we stripped the living room and were relieved to discover really sound plastering on all the walls and that in fact the paper was so heavily painted a lot of it came off like cardboard - winner!!!!

It was still a tedious job though and we didn't feel in any hurry to start another room - until last week... upstairs was slightly different - not so much paint on the paper so it took a little bit more effort to remove it but thankfully the walls were in good nick so a couple of days stripping and cleaning up the walls left them ready to be lined out with good quality lining paper and then a coat of paint!


Thats when my plan started to go a bit awry!!! I will readily admit I was quite shocked when Dr Fred agreed to my Bombay Pink colour scheme!!! Its bright and brash and relies heavily on the accessorizing to play it down - the opposite to what usually happens - light colours with colour to liven it up - this was to be bright pink with subdued oranges and dirty blues to take it down - in my head I knew EXACTLY  what it was going to look like!!!!

The man is a saint!!!  He painstakingly painted two walls NEON pink while I cringed in a corner - (I'm not allowed to paint - I'm to messy)!  Basic BIG mistake - due to lock down we didn't use a tester pot - and the colour wasn't quite what I wanted!!!  Dr Fred was determined to make it work - as the pink crept across the wall it got louder and brighter - it cast a hue across everything - doesn't help that all our bedroom furniture is white and suddenly very reflective....  Even Moomin and Big ted looked a bit surprised!


We did two walls white - first time I have ever voluntarily painted walls white!! and two walls were meant to be a dirty bombay rose instead they are vibrant shocking pink!!!   but its done now, and its the only paint we had - and its better then the dirty grey anaglypta we had last week but its not what I wanted.... we put the rug down - it clashes rather startlingly - I put the curtains up and they look like they should be (would rather be) somewhere else ha ha - but we decided we would live with it for a little while, until I can at least source the right paint colour - it will only take a wee time to repaint but its still a tad disappointing.  More importantly I need to gauge how much damage it has done my decor ideas in the eyes of Dr Fred... will he ever trust me again ha ha ha!  Its not the quiet reflective Morocco feel I was hoping for - (it certainly is reflective though)!!!

Now a week later I've got a bit used to it - I haven't bothered to accessorize it properly yet but putting up some pictures helped to lessen the glare - I have this new idea to wallpaper the furniture - I have this thing about wallpaper it can look much better on just about anything than the walls... I haven't entirely shared this idea with Dr Fred until now... but we only got the furniture as what we had wouldn't fit in out old house, it was too big and I've never much cared for the white stuff we bought as a stop gap... 

Its 'glaringly' obvious the house is slowly becoming more ours - even if we don't quite get it right - its ours!! nothing ventured nothing gained - incidentally Dr Fred is laid low with gammy knee and achey shoulders - too much DIY!!!


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