this is the third floor after we'd taken down all the plaster, horsehay and junk. Al that dirt, pollen and hay gave my house the nickname 'Chez Claritin'.
Enjoy!
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Early in 2006, I decided to restore a house in France. At 34, debt-free and bored, I opted to take on the daunting task of restoring house. It's going to take time, patience and money but I've got 2 of the 3. Oh, and I should probably learn French at some point.
A Home Improvement Blog
This is the chronicle of my attempt to restore my 600 year old house in France. I've made mistakes already, but I've had more hits than misses. You'll find details of it all right here so you can avoid the pitfalls and enjoy the successes that come with owning something that was already old when Shakespeare wrote his plays.
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I forgot, we actually had removed about half of the hay by the time i remembered to get the camera and record the devastation.
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