kitchens

[dakegra]

we're looking at getting a new kitchen. The nice chap in B&Q gave us a rough estimate, based on the bits we said we liked, of £x.

The equally nice man from B&Q came round tonight, measured up, and gave us a quote.

For twice the amount.

yikes. Expensive things, kitchens.

that said, the expensive quote included things like £300 for them removing the tiles between work surface and wall cupboards, and replastering.

Errr, no. I can take tiles off, thankyouverymuch.

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[missprinty.livejournal.com]

A small local firm, so you'll never likely encounter them. The litany of bathroom woe is long. Particularly good is the tale of how the chap knocked right through to the hall when hammering the gyproc onto the wall. We're talking a head sized hole, in my hall, my nicely decorated did-it-myself hall, in super-pricey heritage colour paint. Which they had better repair invisibly, or they can absorb the cost of doing it again, until I am satisfied. Or, they didn't follow our carefully measured plan, so it didn't fit, or rather, the door wouldn't close, so they had to shave an inch of either side of the door, a victorian door, mark you, with predictable results - a great big pile of un-morticed door parts. And the failure to order the right shower door, or to fit the panels correctly. sometime, when they finally do get the right shower door, the whole damn thing will have to come out, and then go back in, only this time properly. And let us not speak of them flooding my downstairs neighbour, and failing to accept liability until some very carefully worded letters were sent.

My kitchen was already moribund 19 years ago when I moved in. The smaller of the double oven has never worked, nor has the grill, and the drain pipes are held together by a huge bandage of duck tape. The sink burps horribly and I put my foot through the floor about ten years ago. I poured quick set cement into the hole, seemingly endlessly. There is still a trench by the fridge. The floorboards undulate gently, like the south downs.

[novawildstar.livejournal.com]

My word! I'm speechless! O.o

My kitchen I swear was fitted out in the late 70's and it had to be done by someone on a very bad acid trip.

There is ONE drawer in the whole of the kitchen, which is unusable due to it always hitting the cooker. Both under counter cupboards are very deep but the very back of the cupboards is inaccessible due to the doors hitting the cooker and the washing machine.

And now there is a fault in the electrics on one way knocking out 3 of the 5 working sockets. Which means they are going to knock a hole in the wall to reach the wires to fix the problem, which could actually be anywhere in the wall.

[missprinty.livejournal.com]

OMG, that reminds me of a flatshare I had once. The drawer stuck, or so I thought, so I put my whole weight into un-sticking it, to discover it was a false front, and no drawer. I had to whack it back into place using the heel of my most sensible pair of shoes.

[novawildstar.livejournal.com]

"on one way" = "on one wall" that will teach me to watch telly and write at the same time! :P

The house is fab, it's a great old Victorian house, but it's in some serious need of some TLC not helped by the councils threat to knock the house down..that lasted about 5 years so we are only just now getting round to sorting the house out.