The Finished Windowsills

It always seems to come together in the end in our cottage on the hillside. Normally, there are months or even years of intense negotiation over tables (until we see the perfect design from the eighteenth century at Shibden Hall), worktops (wood or metal?), sinks (don't get us started on sinks, why in the world are there so many sinks and so few that are big enough to take a jam pan?) and then there are the arguments - 'intense negotiations' don't even come close to covering this safely when we decided to look for sinks - I don't want a Belfast sink! You can shove that metal sink where the sun don't shine and so on and so on. Yet these forays into high pitched yells, slammed doors and startled customers at kitchen stores is nothing to the pain, horror and laughter that comes from shopping for secondhand sinks online. We want something that looks good, will fit a jam pan and a year ago we found it sat on an auction site in a garage not far from here. We won it for £12 and were overjoyed. We collected it. We carefully brought into the house. We admired it and then noticed that the overflow was cracked. The whole sink was a right off and is now sat in our back ginnel waiting to be reused as an outside pot washer. We have a new sink waiting to be fitted over the next few weeks. Yet, before all that we had to finish the windowsills, those carefully cut windowsills. So, here's the finished product, sealed, signed and delivered. We could tell you what we've sealed it with but you won't get that product anymore, they've stopped making it, it seems stone floors and stone windowsills are no longer in fashion but the overall effect of the seal on the stone bounces much needed light into our North facing kitchen.

Finishing windowsills

A level windowsill is a thing of joy.

Finished DIY project


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