'I'll go to the foot of our stairs', literally.
After almost three hundred years of existence, it is now finally possible to ascend and descend inside the barn, using a beautiful new staircase installed by our favourite carpenters from La Roda.
I arrived at the house late on Tuesday night after a fraught early evening in A Coruña (more in a later blog) to check that the staircase was to my satisfaction before a dawn raid on the ever dwindling bank account on Wednesday morning, to settle the bill.
Despite being covered in dust, as is everything in the barn, it looks absolutely superb. There are twelve wooden steps from top to bottom and then a wide single step returning to the right (looking from the top).
The stairs are made from Iroco and stained to the colour of walnut to match the windows. There is a small balustrade at the top, to stop a nasty accident when you walk in through the upstairs door, and another from half way down the staircase to the bottom newel.
I couldn't help but find a duster, in the boxes of stuff I left under a tarpaulin at the last visit, and give everything a clean. Does that make me obsessive-compulsive?
I know it was a totally futile exercise as the newly laid chestnut lounge floor, which can also be seen in the first photograph, needs to be sanded, stained and varnished.
We're so close to finishing now that you can almost taste it, or perhaps that was omnipresent dust.