Holy Mary mother of carpenters…

…forgive me for this abortion of quality furniture.

Those who know me well, know I’m a diffident narcissist who frequently googles herself. Since this blog’s birth, I’ve been word pressing meself as well. Don’t judge me, I know you do it too, and if you don’t, try it…’tis liberating!

Anyhoo…I stumbled across this blog.

Now, he/she (I didn’t look at the bio) is angry, that’s obvious, and what this person is saying is also entirely valid. But…I can’t let this opportunity pass without a plaintive cry of defence.

You search eBay, and you will find a welter of beautiful dark oak furniture going for pennies.

These two sideboards went for a combined total £2.24. I bought them from an elderly couple who were downsizing. They told me if the units hadn’t sold this time, their son was going to take a sledge hammer to them, and put them in a skip. Oof, they’re solid oak! You can see their makeovers further down the blog

This mahogany unit was 99p, and this oak cabinet was a pricey purchase of £20.

I’ve watched this sideboard not sell thrice, and huffed like a stroppy thing because Captain No Fun rudely told me we don’t have anymore room for projects.

This was pulled out of a skip by my husband’s colleague.

And I turned it into this.

Beautiful furniture is being debauched in a way that would make Jesus cry, and I too am guilty of this sin. However, I’m also saving it from landfill. In the future, when the fashion rolls round again, and somebody shakes their head at the hatchet job I did on an antique beauty. At least it will still be there to return to its glory.



I wonder what the Iron Throne would look like shabby chic’d?


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These are my dining chairs, and I was very happy with them, even though they’re painted with regular emulsion and are chipping like bastards, I love my chairs.

Then, one day when we were doing our weekly shop of luxury icecream and haribo’s up at the town, we popped into DD Furnishings, (A bed shop that also sells quality second hand furniture.)

Here we found this Ercol style, ladder backed carver. 

The Mister was instantly smitten, and immediately decided I should paint it red. I wanted duck egg blue/green and told him jog on. Then I felt bad, he is an indulgent man really. He let me paint my stairs multi-coloured, make rusty barbecues, dolls prams, and filing cabinets into planters…he  barely raised an eyebrow when I painted the front of my house to look like a beach hut.

Here he is, trying to fashion a Game of Thrones chair from bamboo. I haven’t got a picture of the finished article because it proved to be umm…he didn’t…errr… My husband’s brilliant at making cakes, a foofing genius! and that’s all I have to say on the subject.

So I went looking for shabby chic red chairs and found one on Pinterest.

I began by trying to make a pillar box red chalk paint out of the paint samples I had. Alas, it looked…not how I wanted it to.

I went and bought myself a tub of flame, and only after three more coats did I get the look I was going for.

Then began the patchwork. Oh yeah, this is real patchwork.

With my rotary cutter I cut out loads of three inch by three inch squares. (I got the fabric in a bundle on Amazon.)

Sewed them all together like this…

(This article is probably better than me having a massive blog telling you how to quilt.) You’ll probably understand it better as well.

…and the finished chair.

The wipe clean vinyl covering was my buddy’s awesome idea. Saves a whole days patch working from my mucky pups.

And now my job is done, council house cottage awaay!

Shabby chic upcycling, swanky like a tart’s boudoir.


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Welcome to my brand new upcycling blog ‘Council House Cottage.’
The premise of its existence is quite simple. I have a council house that I wish to look like a cottage, and voila ‘council house cottage’ is born. I am very aware it isn’t the cleverest of titles, but it is what it is.

For those who don’t know what a council house is, it’s government subsidised social housing for low income families. My husband is a member of frontline emergency staff for East of England Ambulances services, (NOT an ambulance driver, as Mr Hunt said) and I am a carer for my autistic son. I also have a female child, and two female dogs…not to confused with one another.
Here are a few of my most recent upcycles

You might have noticed there is a predominant theme of green in my work. This could be because green is my favourite colour (I even got married in green.)
But mainly it’s because when I did my stairs 

We bought a big can of tropic green paint. 

And when I decided to paint these units,  

we also got a can in the same colour. (I wasn’t paying attention and let the husband choose.)

Consequently, we have a lot of green, and two thirds of a tub of Bali blue. So with ten ton of donated biscuit, sandstone and good old fashioned magnolia paint, it is an up cycling blog after all (and I will scrounge anything) I will probably be doing a lot of projects in green.

Follow me anyway, it might be fun.