I spontaneously decided to fly to the south of France for a couple of weeks before our big travels. It wasn’t necessarily to work on our house and continue with the renovations, but more a mix of helping in my parents’ garden cause it still needs a lot of work, to go to the beach and get accustomed to scorching heat and sun (though London isn’t lacking in that department at the moment) and maybe, maybe, work a little on the house or do research to take some decisions.
As it turns out, we are working a bit on the house because my parents’ plan changed a little after their recent vacation to the UK. So, the last couple of days we’ve been adding new beams to help support the future floors, walls and staircase. Some of the original beams are a bit rotten, need cleaning and treating but we can’t take them out as they are shared across the neighbouring house.
So I didn’t actually do much with the beams that you can see in the video below. It was mostly my expert team of two who handled the heavy lifting and clusters of dusts. I was happily cleaning iron beams in the cellar. That entailed me filing off loose rust, handling a very heavy and large ladder back and forth (it’s all about that core!) and painting it with an anti-rust treatment. They all look very neat and shiny now.
The last update I wrote about our house renovation in the south of France was when we finished building a wall.
In the meantime, with the help of our globe-trotting family, that wall has reached many more floors and is in fact done.
Yes, it’s done. It’s standing (still, as far as I know) and it is a beautiful wall.
When I say we built it, I mean, everyone contributed, but my mum actually put it together. So she definitely deserves all the hand and back massages in the world. Also, it’s her first wall and I think, there are a few more to come. Not just in this house, but likely also for one of her many other projects. I make her sound like a wall-building machine (I mean, she is. I’m amazed!), but she also needed a well deserved break in between lifting bricks (13kg each) and jamming mortar in gaps.
It was that time again to go to Fitou, France, to continue working on our ruin. Last time we rid it pretty much of everything possible and only walls and floors are still standing.
This time, it was all about levelling the floor in la cave (a.k.a cellar) as well as getting started on building a wall.
Yes, we’re still getting rid of stuff in our house renovation project, which we started a month ago. This time it was all about demolishing walls and a giant chimney and other various bits and pieces, and then getting the remnants of destruction out of the house. Oh and there was more poo.
A little over two years ago, my husband and I had the opportunity to not only buy one house in the south of France, but two. Yes, I know, this sounds very romantic and all, but… The two houses needed a lot of attention. I say that in the past tense, because the first house was finished last summer thanks to my oh-we-love-renovating-old-houses parents. It’s beautiful, it’s yellow and you can have a look at a whole lot of photos from the renovations here.
Now on to the second house. I guess you can still call it a house. It has walls and floors (on most levels) and someone did live in it. Mind you, when we got the assessment, it was rated as non-habitable. To this day, I don’t understand how someone could have lived in such conditions at all. There was an old man living there before with dogs and chicken (possibly rats and mice and other things).