Last weekend was spent at my sister's house. Our project was to transform the back room in a weekend.
My sister's house is a magical place, with big thick walls, deeply set windows, tin roof and a wide verandah which wraps around the front of the house.
Most of the light switches are cords which seem to stretch forever up to the 12 foot high, pressed metal ceilings and the kitchen has an old wood fire for the stove.
It reminds me of my Grandpa's farm house which was a grand old place that used to sit on a hill overlooking paddocks of wheat, cows and sheep.
Anyhow, we got stuck into work. Cracks in the brickwork were filled with concrete, old flaky paint was scrapped off and new paint covered the lilac purple hue of yesteryear. (note the two bottles of french champagne that feature on the shelf).
On the very cool green velour lounge x