shelf life...

last friday a lovely bloke called rob fry delivered my office shelves.




i've not blogged much about our extension, because as i think i've said before, it's been a bit of a long, drawn-out and stressful process. but the arrival of the shelves have made a huge difference to everything as now i suddenly have places and spaces to store stuff. i'm not living and working out of boxes anymore. all my reference books are to hand. i'm rediscovering comicbooks that i'd forgotten i had. for the first time since we moved up here all my cds are out and visible in one place. in alphabetical order. [man, it feels good to be able to type that...]
suddenly spaces are opening up in every room in the house as my stuff is dragged out and stored in it's proper place at long long last...
it's a glorious thing.







the shelving units themselves are a bit mad, and i love them. big wheels on the three floor mounted ones so that we can move them out into the room to screen an area off if we have folk to stay here. they're the same wheels that they use on biffa bins, apparently. rob has done a fantastic job in making them. the end-grain on the shuttering ply that he's used is fantastic. wavy and organic and a bit all over the place. and they look a bit like they've been discovered and dragged out of an old warehouse, which is what i asked for. if you're up this way and you need a chippy, i'd happily recommend rob...