The Christmas tree and decorations came down yesterday (I know there is some debate about whether Twelfth Night is actually the night of the 5th or the 6th of Jan, but practicality rather than folklore dictated our choice: bin day & tree collection day was Monday, so everything came down on Sunday).
Usually that would leave me a little despondent, but seeing the house cleared of festive clutter and stripped back to its bare bones makes me excited about the looming big project: building an extension.
It’s been rumbling on in our minds and discussions for months, but now we are actually talking to architects and building firms, which begins to make it REAL.
And I know the old adage says you should live in a house for a year before making any changes, to get a ‘feel’ for what will really work and what won’t – but we’ve lived here a year and I’m no nearer knowing what I want!
We have inherited a rabbit warren-style downstairs layout which some might call ‘quirky and charming’ and others might describe as ‘a pain in the backside’. The house originally had an outdoor toilet and storeroom (now housing the washing machine), which at some point got connected to the house by a ramshackly lean-to corridor.
The corrugated plastic roof of the corridor has withstood winter storms – so far – and the sound of heavy rain drumming on it has become a regular soundtrack of the past few months. It’s a useful way of literally doing a rain check before going out – ‘is that light drizzle, steady rain or a complete downpour? Should we just stay at home?’ – but the door at the end of the corridor is swollen stuck with damp so it’s no use as an access point to the garden, and apart from a rickety shelf unit there isn’t much space for it to be a proper utility room…but as a weird inside-outside space, part of the house and yet somehow outside it, I am rather fond of this odd little space and I suspect I’ll miss it when it goes.
Behind the door which leads back into the house is a under-stairs cubby hole space which at first I thought could be arranged more practically to create some useful storage.
Then, I realised that if you fill up the space with more fitted cupboards, shelves or shoe racks, you create more clutter which limits access to the important stuff, the gas and electric meters and fuse box. Plus, the hoover has to live *somewhere*.
The under-stairs space, therefore, has remained a dumping ground for clutter, and a messy pile of coats and shoes. Shoes lying all skew-wiff and untidy, and coat hooks over-burdened with bulging coats and scarfs makes the finickity bit of my brain shudder with horror, so we have to create better shoe and coat storage, but still be able to read the meters and get out the vacuum cleaner.
My dream is to have a proper utility room, with a sink where dirty shoes can be cleaned and seedlings potted, plus a downstairs cloakroom, and we want the washing machine in there too, as I am a big fan of washing machine noise being out of kitchens.
That’s a lot to fit into one utility space, so this is a dilemma I’ve been juggling – how much of our potential new lovely kitchen do we give over to the utility? Do we try to keep an access corridor from the utility to the garden or will it become dead space & never get used? If the only access to the garden is through the dining room garden doors (as it currently is), will I ever stop being sick of muddy footprints and dirt being trailed into the house? I’d love to have a separate back door going straight to the utility, but realistically I don’t think it would get used much, and I’m not sure we can afford to steal that space from the kitchen…
The kitchen itself is the final piece of the puzzle. We will be knocking through to make it a kitchen-diner – that’s the easy bit – and push the whole thing out into the garden (losing most of the rather ugly patio) to make a big kitchen-diner-family-garden room.
This is exciting, but rather daunting: it will create a large space, but will it be a practical and useful space, or a cavernous room with too much crammed into it? We would like a dining table you can walk round without having to squeeze past the wall, room for a sofa down near the garden, and we wonder what to do with the back of the room (our current dining room) which presumably will become rather dark and gloomy…? Do we keep the two separate doors to kitchen and dining room or try to create one single door in the middle? (The great big structural pillar between the two doors suggests we probably can’t).
This sketch above is my rough outline of how I imagine it *could* be, and the one bit I’m pretty confident about is the kitchen itself.
To my surprise, the rather unpromising kitchen we inherited with the house has turned out to be a bit of a gem: it has that triangle (or in fact, square) of sink, stove, fridge and counter space in exactly the right places, and in the extension I pretty much want the same layout, just a bit bigger, but with more counter space and better organised storage (I do miss my old carousel cupboard, and we need some deep drawers for things like baking equipment and tupperware). A proper larder cupboard would be nice, too.
Funnily enough the one thing I don’t have a strong feeling about is the actual kitchen style, after agonising about it so long at my old house. Simple and not fussy (without being too neutral or bland) will probably be my watchwords, and as with the renovations we’ve done so far, I’d want it to be respectful to the age of the house, without it being a pastiche.
I am assuming the architects and building firms will shake their heads at me and tell me half of this is simply not possible, and supporting beams and pillars are in the wrong place, so I am well prepared for frustrations and setbacks…and I hope I can keep an open mind. I suspect my biggest challenge is that, despite not knowing exactly what I want, I usually know exactly what I *don’t* want…and perhaps what I don’t want might be the perfect thing for this house. Watch this space, I suppose….