Imagine the tree that once was a seedling somewhere in Provence, that is what I think of each time I see the beams in the bedroom, they have been here longer than me and will continue to be here after I am gone. The house is over four hundred years old.
The bedroom is upstairs. We took off the fake ceiling, sanded the high gloss painted off the walls, re did the electricity, took off the ugly 1970s flooring, tore down the wobbly rail between the stairwell and bedroom, added an 1800 forged iron rail and lantern. Need to add the new flooring and paint the room.
We moved the bathroom from one side of the room to the other. Reason being is that the bathroom had a window, and the dining nook did not.
Since we are taking the house back to its roots, we decided to put in a tub verses a shower. I found online, in the neighboring village a copper tub (inside is refitted with metal) the tub was handmade by a compagnon back in the late 1800s. The person I bought it from no longer wanted it, her grandfather had made it.
This is the main room, the little door connects our house, though it has been sealed with stone many moons ago…
To see more details please ask Rene to be your friend on Facebook. Rene is the brilliant young renovator we have employed to do our projects. The above photos are his.
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