And then there was fire

June 25th, 2012

I mentioned in my last post that we had a fireplace installed.  What I didn’t mention was how much I am in love with this sexy beast.  So in love that I am making up excuses to my friends so I don’t have to leave the house.  All day, every day – in front of the fireplace.  Anyone out there who lives in a Queenslander will know how bitterly cold they are in winter.  No insulation and gaps in the floor boards and walls – there is really nothing worse on a cold windy day.  Since we moved into our house I have spent my winter days rugged up in two jumpers, a ski jacket, beanie and knee high ugg boots and still manage to complain about the cold.  Our house is sometimes colder than it is outside!!!  And once I get cold, I stay cold.  No amount of extra layering can help me and I can only be rescued by a warm boiling hot shower.  But now with this little beauty in place I went to bed last night in shorts and a singlet…I KID YOU NOT!  Are you jealous yet?

Our great friend (and fabulous builder if you are looking for one) Anthony Potter installed the fireplace for us.  I am seriously fussy about builders and installation as I have had some pretty bad experiences in the past.  (One example – the workmen who were installing our bench tops for the kitchen laid out all their filthy, wet tools on my beige, leather lounge! Grrrr!)  But Anthony, Anthony was AMAZING – he asked me questions (questions people! that is something I have never experienced from  builder) and then – GASP – listened to my concerns.  He was clean, and thoughtful, and efficient.  Just look at the cardboard he laid out for all his tools lie on – I was gobsmacked.  Not only was I getting my fireplace but I was getting it installed by a perfectionist!  What more could I ask for?  Thanks so much Anthony!!!  I know I was a very annoying challenging client (it all comes down to my unrelenting standards, what can I say?)

And BAM – there she is!  The hearth we chose was Carrara marble and don’t get me started on how difficult that was!  How thick, how long, how wide – all had to be worked out in relation to the space, the fireplace and the hearth requirements.  Now that it is in (and with the benefit of hindsight) it sure does look pretty though.  The fireplace we chose was from a company in Melbourne, Aranbe Heat.   They have been excellent to deal with and I love the simple lines of their heaters.  The wooden handle is really lovely to use and the matt black colour perfect.  (We also decided to paint our walls darker to help the fireplace blend in.  The colour we chose was Baltic Sea by Resene.  I am in love with that too!!)  The fireplace model we chose was the 160R because we were looking for a heater with very close clearances (that means it can get really close to the wall) and was small enough to heat our house without having to leave all the doors and windows open (so far so good.)

This is the first time in 8 years that Anthony used his plum bob!  We were so glad to give him that opportunity!

Crinkle helping out as best she can!

And we are now on the roof installing the flue.  When you buy a fireplace you then need to buy a flue.  We just had the standard flue kit but I asked that they paint it black so it would match.  I’m glad I didn’t have to climb up there – it looks mighty steep!

And here it is – in all its glory – do you see now why I’m not leaving the house until September?

Father Rabbit

January 9th, 2012

I don’t know about you, but there are things in this world that I am constantly searching for.  The best cup of coffee, the most rustic loaf of bread, the softest sheets, and lately, the perfect, white towel.  Trust me, my pursuit for perfection, my unrelenting standards if you will, makes for some mighty interesting shopping expeditions.  (Seriously, just ask my friend Cath.)  For the last couple of years, I have been looking and looking for the perfect, white towel.  It has been a long, sad and frustrating (not too mention expensive) search – they are all too thick so they don’t dry quickly enough (and no one likes a wet towel!!!) or the woven band sits too far down the towel and causes it to bunch over time making them not hang straight and they must be 100% cotton so they can be bleached to maintain their crisp whiteness, time and time again.  In my search I have tried them all – Sheridan, Country Road, Peri, you name it – they are all ok, some good, but none, great.  So I was trawling through the web one day, bouncing from website to website (as you do) and I came across a New Zealand online shop called, Father Rabbit.  I stopped and had a look around.  The site, had me at hello, if you know what I mean.  There is some seriously nice thing on the site and then, lo and behold, I came across their towels.  Now I know what you are thinking, it is brave for someone like me with such unrelenting standards to even contemplate buying anything online, (and I have failed so many times that I am giving up on internet shopping for good, mark my words) but the photos made me stop and ask myself – could this be it?

These towels were perfect – white, thin but not too thin, soft and plump looking but not too dense, and they had a straight selvedge edge so no bunching just a nice clean line.  So before I knew it – they were in the cart and on their way to me.  They arrived a while ago and we have been using them enough to say that they are the, and I don’t use this term lightly, holy grail of towels, people!  They are absolutely 100% PURR-fect.  I would change ABSOLUTELY nothing.  I mean how many things in your life can you say that about????  5 star gold standard.  Thank you Father Rabbit, no, no, thank you!


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