Oh
dear me - whattamess! I was happy to use my friends 'magic machine'
to get the crap off the walls quickly - but it still took me two days
to completely strip the lower and upper walls of paper. I
encountered several hazards en route - including a gash in the wall
where my father's recliner smashed into the plaster on one
occasion...
...a
mysterious colorful crayon-like design...
...a
couple of 'fixed' cracks that will definitely need more fixing before
a paint.
markings
on the wall that might just have been the wallpaper print or damp
patches - but as yet are unknown factors...
...a
few plaster droppings... and by now I was totally miserable and ready
for a flurry of tears. Ever since the initial day of stripping the
wallpaper, every time I entered the spare room I came over faint,
dizzy, feverish, and nauseous after 5-10 minutes - even when wearing
a face mask. Along with the depressing piles of stripped paper,
cracked plaster, and flakey green paint, I was feeling pretty much
fed up at this point. I had to keep going, though - as I had promised
to return my friend's wallpaper machine on the Thursday.
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