Help me I've been panelled!
Seriously if you stand still long enough round here you get a piece of 6 by 4 screwed into you. That's what happened to the hall this week and I can tell you it was not a pleasant experience. Never mind the dust and the noise, there was that sick feeling in the pit of my stomach that I'd overdone it.
The morning after the first run of panelling had gone up I couldn't look at it. OVERKILL. I panicked. I felt the burning need to hide House Candy Andy's circular saw before the place turned into a period drama room set.
How did I let this happen you say? Greed, that's how. Filthy, stinking GREED. Hopefully you've been there at some point in your shallow existence too? When you love something like I love the dark blue panelling in the kitchen/diner and you want more. KNOW WHEN TO STOP PEOPLE.
So it's done now and I will have to live with the extra layer of dust that will gather weekly on the grooves for the rest of my life. As extra punishment, I've also had to scrape off the extravagant Farrow and Ball lattice wallpaper I pleaded for about 5 years ago. It was all too much see - panels, patterns, picture rails (sicky mouth).
Instead, I now need to spend some time un-restoring the hallway. Stop it looking too OTT and ridiculous. I must tone things down to let Andy and Paul the joiner's really rather marvellous handiwork appear - not as a greedy afterthought - but as the beautifully strategic architectural detail that should always have been here.
I plan to simplify things with soothing hues, modern lines and elegant lighting. Interior wise, I need to do the equivalent of swallowing an alka seltzer. House Candy Andy also needs to put the circular saw away once and for all. It's given me a headache.
What are your thoughts on panelling? Love it or loathe it? Have you ever overdone it interior wise and lived to regret it? Let me know in the comments section.