One evening I was sitting on the veranda and looking around. In several places the paint is cracking. So I absently started picking......first I started with my fingers....then I got a scraper....then I got the heat gun.....then I pulled out the silent paint remover. Oh dear look what I started..........

If you notice that there are hinges under the paint. This part of the veranda has door that once was part of the "fridge" when there was a store here. Once when to door was operational, meat , milk & butter where keep cold with a spring flowing into a puncheon that was behind the door. . The meat hooks are still there.
Clarke was able to take the hinges off and we moved the door for the first time, in I don't know how long. Clarke said he couldn't remember the door ever being open in his life time.
We would like to be able to recreate the "fridge". It could never be exactly like it was because the spring has been diverted years ago. That will be one of our many projects.
Boy I opened a can of worms just by picking a little bit paint. Now I have another unfinished stripping project.
Nancy