The Royal We

So, we've been pretty busy here at house number 1 (as in, not Karra'd Away) getting the deck painted up.

By we, I mean Dan as usual. It's like the Royal 'We', which I think you'll find makes me like the Queen or at least Princess Mary of Denmark.

And there's no way Princess Mary is getting up a ladder to cut in the VJs anytime soon.

I posted 'before' shots here, but it occurred to me after that I wasn't giving a fair picture of the actual before.

Those photos were taken after we pulled down the original deck and built a new one, but before we embarked on the recent painting project.

These are the ACTUAL before photos, the photos of the deck we lived with for four years before it increasingly became dangerous, not least because there was no sun protection at all and have you seen my complexion?

If you learn one thing in this blog post, let it be that redheads living in Queensland need roofs on their decks.

Ask the dog, she knows.





As you can see, it was a pretty crappy home-job done by the people who owned this place before us. But it served us well for a period of our lives when we lived with no kitchen, no curtains, no blinds - not much of anything, to be honest.

That period lasted for three years. Three years with paper up on the windows; first newspaper, then tissue paper when we could afford to buy tissue paper.

Yes, for a couple of years, we were literally those people in the neighbourhood with newspaper up on their windows and a rusting car wreck in their front yard.

Princess Mary would have hurriedly asked her driver to lock the doors when she passed our suburban shanty.

So here, now, are the after photos of the painting job on the deck of the Dawson House.

I think we've done pretty well.

Ok, Dan has.