I was forever painting and decorating this house. How I found the time & energy with three small children, I'll never know. The front door was a particular victim of this craze.
I remember Brian actually driving past the house, because I had changed the colour of the door whilst he was at school. In desperation one morning he asked me what colour he could expect to find the front door when he came home that day..!
On another occasion I had just painted the walls of the little breakfast room, where Julia (about three years old) decided to do a picture in crayon. Fortunately Nanny was there and on hearing my yell of fury, whisked her out of the way before I exterminated our only daughter.
At our first home in Helsby, Brian made his first attempt to hang wallpaper. He swore when he finished that he would “find the bloody stuff back on the roll in the morning”!
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