We have decided to give La Maison Blanche a makeover this week, with blue shutters and a blue front door.
At the moment, La Maison Blanche has a brown back door and brown windows. I have always thought that they looked pretty grim… this week is ALL about change.
I chose a lovely summery blue paint… I have seen many houses in the region proudly displaying a magnificent vivid blue and have really felt inspired. Surely, our beautiful home will fit right in?
So, armed with oodles of enthusiasm and a variety of brushes, I eagerly got started. Monday and Tuesday were spent rubbing down and undercoating. But I wasn’t alone: unbeknown to me, our nearest neighbours, the three La Ville Hatte widows, were watching my progress very closely. Dare I say, too closely for comfort?
Yesterday, I excitedly got out the blue paint… such a pretty, happy colour! I was halfway through painting the back door when Melanie, the more vocal of the Ville Hatte widows, arrived and exclaimed (uninvited, obviously!):
“Je n’aime pas la couleur”.
No beating around the bush there… say it as it is Melanie! Don’t mind me!
I tried to convince her that the blue was brighter and prettier than the current brown. She wasn’t having any of it. I carried on regardless. After all, she doesn’t live at La Maison Blanche: this is none of her business.
But if I’m honest, she has got me worried now… was the dingy brown better that my summery blue? Or worse still, did she disapprove because Blanche means White, and she expected me to paint the door and shutters pure white? A white house with a white front door and white shutters would have looked rather odd, in my opinion. Anyway, I don’t care. It’s our house and we will do as we see fit.
So, I’m back at Maison Blanche today with my pot of blue paint to paint the front window blue… do I find myself frequently looking over my shoulder for disapproving looks and tutting? Perhaps. If I am honest, I feel rather uncomfortable about the whole thing. But as I said above, it is OUR house, so blue it is: blue shutters, blue front door. Take it or leave it!
Having said that, I hope the Ville Hatte widows don’t stage a revolt… wish me luck!