return from cruising

Queen of Beechwood

We were on the way home from cruising on the Queen Mary 2 when Alison rang with the news that our cat Henrietta is dead - hit by a car in Foote Street.
We are devastated - she was enmeshed in our lives and losing her feels like having a piece of your heart ripped away.

She adapted so well to Beechwood, handled the car trips with aplomb and ruled over both places - so it was with heavy hearts we set off towards Beechwood to see what happened in our absence.

The first thing we saw on opening the front/back door - anyway the road door - was space. The kitchen was totally bare with the new floor covering stretching away in the distance towards the new sliding door. I love the floor; ceramic planks as recommended by Karen and it is everywhere on the ground floor with no change in levels or steps, just an uninterrupted flow all the same colour.
Notice it is sand-coloured!

 

Ceramic plank floor looking towards road door

 

The sliding door opens onto a magnificent deck with imposing retaining walls six inches thick to hold back the sand dune. The builder has excelled himself here and I can't wait to sit there with a bottle of wine.

 

Inside is ready for the painter next week, the shower screen and vanity bar; wardrobes in the bedrooms and linen cupboard at the end of the hall are all done; in fact I will soon be down at Michael's Bedding hoping he has a sale on and ordering two more beds.