After the beauty of five years, we hav finally replaced the old broken stairs (see first blog post, second blog post and third blog post), which of course - as most of things in this house - needs to be specially ordered, specially made, special everything. Not only, our speed in making things happen has become galactically slow and, this operation did require some intervention from our carpenter, John, who interceeded for us with some concrete casting company, that otherwise would ignore us.
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The stairs towards the basement |
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Close up pic |
We took also the occasion to refresh the stairs that lead to the basement, as humidity have eaten them up plenty.
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The basement stairs |
The first step has been to remove the banister, which was not the smoothest of the operations. I had in mind that all the leaves would fall down just by looking at it - since that is what usually happens when any kids pass by.
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The banister was placed on the side of the house, hoping no kid would play football against it.
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The old stairs needed then to be destroyed. New steps and platform needed then to be put in place, which required a small tractor to be in our garden - the usual big truck would never manage to pass through our gates, of course.
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The old stairs |
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The new steps and.. a dog. |
The concrete casting firm came with a dog. Our cat, Romeo, didn't appreciate the company, and neither did I (seems that asking if it is ok to do one thing or another in other people houses can be optional). The dog spent 20 minutes barking and trying to pull as hard as he could to attack Romeo, who was not very comfortable. I was trying to work and the dog pitch noise was not music in my ears.
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