It has been a long term dream of mine to have a antique freestanding cabinet for kitchen pantry unit in my possession but until now we have been without the space to house it in our previous pokey flats and houses. So with a little more room in the new Thrifty Towers, when one popped up at a good price locally we hopped in our car and brought her home for some TLC. This dear unit it had been used and abused over the year and even had her top portion chopped off (thankfully sold together and easy to mend), so the price we snagged her for was low, really low.
She has been sat in our sun room during the bulk of our renovations and restoration and, as you can see in the pictures, has picked up a fair bit of plaster dust to add to her over half a century of battle scars and grime doors. Over the weekend, once our dining room was painted, we moved her into the room and tackled the cleaning portion of her make over.
It took a long time and a lot of elbow grease and rather than use my ordinary vinegar and bicarb solutions I decided to use up the Flash liquid stuff that our builders left behind which brought her up a treat. I’m not keen on those kinds of cleaners but if they have been brought into my house, I’d rather use them up than pour them down the sink or chuck them to landfill. On a related note our builders were really good at cleaning up after themselves. I couldn’t quite believe how fastidious they were when it came to leaving the site somewhat less messy every evening before they went home.
Anyway the lovely unit (she needs a name, doesn’t she) has come up a lot less grubby and grim. It got so dark when it came to taking the ‘clean’ photos, I gave up and in all honesty the ‘clean’ photos would still look pretty filthy but at least in my head I know I scrubbed the damn thing for 2 hours and it is as clean as it could possibly be.
As for the rest of her make over, I’m making some chalk paint and have wax on order and eventually I’d like to see some decent oil cloth inside to keep her easy to wipe down. Ordinarily I would prefer to leave a piece of furniture like this looking as original as possible, however the paint is badly chipped and peeling back in most places on the table/desk. A good whizz with the sander and a new lease of life with a coat or two of fresh paint is just what this beautiful girl needs. We will of course keep the original handles, just look at them.
She will live in our dining room and be home to serving platters, our Christmas plates and things we don’t use on a daily basis but regularly enough to have survived one of my “WHY do I still own this? I haven’t used it since 2008!” decluttering phases.