Purveyor of Bollocks to the Crowned Heads of Europe
Thursday, 21 November 2013
Eating Room Red
I have been getting it in the neck for my choice of colour for the woodwork in the ongoing restoration of the historic coaching inn, with one person describing it as 'the colour of an old whore's knickers'. I would have thought that they would have wanted this inside information to remain secret, but obviously not.
For the last 20 years, the woodwork has been a particularly ugly shade of shitty green, and quite a few people have tried to insist that it should stay like that, and just be freshened up a bit. There was no logic to in this choice of green, other than that it matched the colour of the letterhead of a local brewery, and one of it's draymen said that it was the colour which should be used.
Most people don't like change, but in this case I had to be issued a sheriff's badge to give me the authority to override the wishes of a few hundred others by insisting that the colour choice could only be made by one person, and that person was me. So there. (Sticks tongue out)
At a public meeting a few weeks afterwards, I justified this choice not only aesthetically, but also by saying that the paint was based precisely on an old Victorian recipe, so was historically correct - if that meant anything to anyone.
The day before yesterday, I was loitering outside smoking a fag, when I noticed a strip of paintwork, partially hidden by a down-pipe, which - for some reason - I never had before. Bugger me, it was EXACTLY the same shade of Victorian red as the one which has been applied just now. Not just a bit like it, but exactly like it.
About 150 years ago, the entire front was painted in this colour, so the objectors should consider themselves lucky!