It has belatedly occurred to me that I have been describing the extension on the back of the house as a 'conservatory', which is the common UK term for a glassed-in extension allowing sunlight to enter the house, a place to grow plants etc. However, I recall from chatting with Americans on #Quiltchat that this isn't a commonly used term over there. So perhaps I should have been calling it the 'back porch'. Which somehow doesn't seem as elegant, so perhaps I will stick with 'conservatory'. Or 'greenhouse'?
Anyway, you just want to know how I have been getting on :)
So, after last week, I painted the three sides of the conservatory white, and painted the base green. I applied scrapbooking paper to the top of the base to match the flooring used on the ground floor of the house, and sealed it with multipurpose sealer. I then cut slots into the base to match the tabs protruding from the bottoms of the side pieces. This is a picture before I applied the scrapbooking paper, while I was trying out the tab/slot fitting.
The final step on the porch was some more coats of paint, and then finally to glue it all together and onto the base. Here I could pretend that this operation went perfectly and that I quickly moved on. But in the interests of transparency, and to show newer builders that everything does not always go as planned, I will reveal that I actually had a mini disaster. I had the three sides all glued together and heavily clamped, and sitting squarely on the base. Then I thought "I will just press down firmly to make sure the sides are making good contact with the base." SNAP, SNAP, SNAP.... Yes, the front arch cracked into two pieces, and the right side arch splintered off both supports.
I had a brief moment thinking of my incredibly stupidity, then realised that I had mere minutes before the glue started drying. DH was out in the garden and was startled to see me sprinting past on my way to the knitting shed to retrieve two clamps that I had been using to assist my machine knitting. Back in the kitchen, I generously applied glue into the splintered 'fingers' of the breaks, and pressed them back into shape, and clamped them together. I clamped the broken front arch back onto its back brace, applying more glue, and checked that the structure was reasonably square. Then I walked away and let everything dry.
Now it is just a case of coats of paint, both onto the house and onto the roof beams. I primed the roof beams with a couple of coats of white spray paint, and am carefully dabbing on the white house emulsion with a small brush.
I want to say 'welcome' to the new followers to this blog. I don't think I have said before about how motivating it is to know that people are interested in what I am doing.