So, just over a week ago I got my kitchen rewired.
The electricians needed to chase new sockets into the walls, which meant that these tiles just had to go.
A helmet and visor seems overkill, but as the kitchen tried to kill me the previous week I wasn’t taking any chances.
BECAUSE I SURE DO
(It’s very hard to take a photo of one’s own head by the way.)
Ceiling has now been extra secured to make sure this doesn’t happen again.
Taking off tiles is easy, it’s just messy and difficult when you only have one person to move a cooker.
Also, hot damn, the plaster behind the tiles couldn’t wait to leave.
The kitchen was now ready for the electricians, who turned up and began turning up, well, everything…
The Front bedroom for socket replacements.
The upstairs hallway
My kitchen has a concrete floor, which means all the wires to the kitchen went through the hallway and top bedroom. My upstairs was basically an intricate series of holes for 3 days, and while it was happening I was painting the bathroom cabinet ready for my dad’s visit.
And this was just Day ONE.
After discussing it with the electricians I took down all of the top cabinets in the kitchen. I was going to change them anyway, this would just make it easier for them to do the job.
The very nice electrician lent me his very sexy ryobi drill to help with the job after they’d gone home that evening. Cheers!
Goodbye greasy old extractor fan!
SO MUCH GREASE. I’m saving the cabinets to make a cupboard for my boiler but I can see why most people just rip them out.
My new cooker is slightly wider than the last so I trimmed down the work surface so it would fit. I’m being as cheap as possible in this kitchen so I can afford to get a stone worktop, but that will come a couple of months down the line.
Such a sorry excuse for a kitchen.
Check out the burned black wallpaper where the cupboards used to be!
Ah well, the kitchen is awful but that doesn’t mean I can’t cook something nice!
The next day the electricians chased down through all the plaster and then got to work on the bathroom and upstairs.
There was no sockets in the kitchen that night so I ran an extension for the fridge and a kettle- such glamour!
That was the day I ripped out the bathroom cabinet and found the hidden door, so I was filthy. Unfortunately no power in the kitchen means no boiler, so it was time for the classic boil a kettle for hot water and scrub with a rag trick.
The next day Christian turned up with some of more of my furniture (Yay actual CHAIRS) and we went out to manchester to give the electricans space to work. We came back just in time to see them off with everything finished!
Look at all the power I now WIELD.
Christian waited patiently for dinner while I wired in the new cooker, then it was off to catch the 3am ferry to our weekend away in Ireland for MCM Comic con.
First stop- the whisky distillery!
It was a good break from the house- Things are rough right now, there’s something about exposed brick work that makes everything seem a bit more scummy. Also, plaster dust gets EVERYWHERE.
When I got back from Ireland the first thing I cooked in the new oven was fancy cheese on toast with tomatoes and basil.
I’m keep telling myself that to make an omelette you have to break some eggs.
I’ve just got a lot of damn eggs to break right now before I can start cooking, but when I do it’s going to be a DAMN fine omelette.
Next post is plumbing the new bathroom, AKA the weekend visit from my dad!