I'm so excited to be posting, after 13yrs owning her and 8 dusty, dilapidated years living in her, the plans for the resurrection of Moregeous Mansions from a rental disaster back to a beautiful home. She was once very grand and called Tatton Villa, don't you know, with her own stables and large orchard to... Continue Reading →
Big deliberations this week about what to do with everything from inside the house whilst works are going on. Pretty much every room is being worked on so boxing up and storing in one room is out, especially as the one room least affected will be the one we're living in. I suppose we could've... Continue Reading →
So, here's the thing. I'd love your input, if you don't mind. I'll tell you the problems in Moregeous Mansions, you tell me how you'd solve them. Best one gets a prize. I'm lying. No prize, but a definite blog mention & a big smackeroony should we ever meet 🙂 I've got my own ideas,... Continue Reading →
As the pot of money to do up Moregeous Mansions is already as stretched as Hilaria Baldwin's hamstrings, there's no choice but to live on site whilst works are done. Being in Manchester, Instagram friendly outdoor teepee living is not an option so we had a cunning plan.... to live in the room which needed... Continue Reading →
So you've seen her from the grotty inside as she was when I bought her all those years ago and also from the outside front garden.... what does Moregeous Mansions look like layout wise? Â Imagine half a church on its side and you're pretty much there, a central core, an East facing room, a South... Continue Reading →
I'm thinking that after writing all about why I fell in love with Moregeous Mansions but then showing you all those awful interior shots, I should show you her at her best, when the sun is shining on southerly facing elevations and the grass is green 🙂 She's been a beautiful house to live in... Continue Reading →
It was pitch black and drizzly on the night in 2001 when I found myself roped into helping a friend move from her few nights sofa-surfing with me to her newly found rent-a-room in South Manchester. Hoisting black bin bags and clutching errant shoes, we opened up a creaky gate under drooping overgrown branches and... Continue Reading →
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