Did I tell you I am building a doll’s house?
It may have slipped my mind due to recent events (dentists, mothers and puppies). If you remember, I made a doll’s house many moons ago when my three daughters were small.
Here it is again:
Alas, the doll’s house disappeared during our last move although my husband denies all knowledge of its demise.
Since then, I have harboured a desire to build another, more elaborate version. Having four grandsons I decided not to wait for a granddaughter to arrive but really, this project is for me. The boys are showing an interest I must say.
I didn’t want this to be just any doll’s house – I had another idea. I already had the plans for our holiday home in Fowey, Cornwall, filed away following the renovations we carried out there. This was to be the house I would build.
With notebook and pen, I scaled up/scaled down the plans to 1:12. This, I reasoned, is one of the most popular sizes and it shouldn’t be too difficult to find bits and bobs for it of the right scale.
This doll’s house, you see, is not being made from scraps – well, not all from scraps though, it is true, I found some plywood languishing at the back of the shed that has come in very handy. This project has more funding available than I had back in the days when I had to scrabble round down the sides of the sofa for 25p to take the children to a toddler group!
However, most things are very expensive so I will be making my own furniture and improvising a lot with decor and accessories. Meanwhile, having lugged several large sheets of plywood up from the shed (not so conveniently situated towards the bottom of the garden) I used Zoe’s pattern making paper, created 1:12 plans on paper and began drawing out the plans on the wood.
“You’ll find saws and drills in the barn,” husband said brightly.
I looked, hmmm. Maybe I’d buy my own. B&Q proved fruitful and I returned laden with cordless drill/screwdriver, a couple of saws and other bits and pieces.
“You probably need a Coping Saw,” husband said helpfully.
There were several more trips to B&Q for screws, decorative mouldings, hinges, hooks and anything else I thought might be truly useful, oh, and a couple more saws and a lot of tools all called,”Big Max”.
“Big Max” and I, set to work.
I am keeping a photo diary of the build. Here are a few shots:
If all goes well, I will post more and if all goes extremely well, I will post a photo of a 1:12 scale house that looks a lot like this one. I’ll have a lot to thank Big Max for!
I reserve the right to use artistic license where necessary of course.
My kitchen has become a workshop by day and my family are being most understanding. As for me, I am finding the whole concept motivating and have written more this week than in any of the previous three. Never happier than when working on a variety of disparate projects I am overcome with enthusiasm for all things creative. Now, I must get back to the kitchen…aka workshop… Big Max and I have work to do…