Poor Troy arrived for a visit and found himself lugging the fridge/freezer from the barn into the new house in the pouring rain...
The fridge is christened. |
Back to the first photo... The benches are each 3.2 metres long, and are higher than normal so that I don't end up hunching over (particularly when doing the dishes) and hurting my poor back. The bench on the left has the cooktop set in steel at a lower level than the white formica benchtop (which has the sink in it), so that the pots aren't too high to see into.
The steel is raw black steel that has been powdercoated, so close up you can see all the patterns and marks in it. We'll have to post some photos of that once everything is not covered in this infernal dust!
The bench on the left is the working bench. It has the sink and stove in it, and the dishwasher under it.
The bench on the right (which is the harbour side), is the food preparation bench, and has a small sink in it for washing food as I hate washing my lettuce in the same sink that has had my greasy pots in it. Irrational? Yes. Irrationality catered for by my architect as per brief? Yes.
Taken from the hallway |
The first gap on the bench on the left is for the dishwasher. The gap at the other end (closes to the pantry) is for a planned contrivance to house the pots. The plan is currently there, but the budget is not willing. We have enough drawers for the moment anyway...
Taken from the dining room |
My parents clearing the floors |
Regan is working on getting the showers waterproofed this week-end, as the Council is signing them off on Monday. Tiling can then begin. Once we have a working bathroom, I reckon it's all on...
Now for some gratuitous shots:
And these shots of Regan putting together the black plywood David Trubridge light are especially for Bridget D ;-)