The interior of our house is taking shape

I’ve quickly learnt that a freshly plastered house and very curly hair do not make for a good combination. It’s incredible how much moisture there is in the house, and after just a few minutes of being inside, my usually curly locks look as if I’ve just finished 50 lengths in my local swimming pool.

It’s quite an impressive sight watching the plasterers in action as they swiftly work their way round the house, and the plasterboard soon disappears. On a few occasions I’ve found myself walking around and touching the now silky-smooth walls – a little strange, I admit, but it’s surprisingly soothing!

Above Bags of plaster have been stacked up in the kitchen ready to be mixed

With the plasterers having taken over the interior, the builders are finishing up outside, so the lead flashing over the front window has been repaired and the front facade of the house given a few coats of paint. The newly rendered rear wall has also been painted and a rear gate and fence put in.

Now that the plaster is starting to dry out and fade to a lovely pink colour, the electrician has been back to do the second fix electrics, and it’s brilliant to walk through the front door and be able to switch on a light. It might seem like a small thing, but when you’ve been dealing with the stress of a house renovation day in, day out, for several months, the small things such as this make you feel the end is in sight.

Above Our bedroom is coming together now that it has been fully plastered

Not that everything is going so smoothly. I had given the plumber detailed plans and measurements of our kitchen design, so that it was clear where the new boiler had to be fitted on the wall. Visiting the house later that night after it had been fitted, I thought the boiler looked too close to the window, and on measuring everything I discovered it was just over 10cm out. Not ?a huge amount, you might think, but when your whole kitchen has been designed, and the mistake means a cupboard will hang over the edge of a window, it’s a big difference. Cue several heated discussions about whether it could be moved and who was to blame for the error: him for not measuring properly; me for not marking it on the wall.

With all the pipework in place and a hole punched through the wall for the flue, moving the boiler will be a big job, but leaving it where it is will mean having to redesign our kitchen. After several phone calls, the plumber has agreed to move it, although I don’t think I’m likely to be on his Christmas card list next year. So with the builders finished inside, it’s our turn to decorate the house from top to bottom, and I can’t wait to transform these empty spaces into the cosy and welcoming home we’ve been dreaming of.