I moved into my two-bedroom Victorian end-of-terrace home in May 2021 and was beyond excited after a somewhat painful eight-month buying process. The property had been rented out for over a decade, and despite needing a good dose of TLC, it had oodles of potential.
My one bugbear, however, was the kitchen. Like many Victorian terraces, it had a narrow U-shaped kitchen at the back with a side-return entrance from the garden. In addition to being cramped, it hadn’t been looked after by the previous tenants. The cabinets were hickledy-pickeldy, there were gaps in the worktops, and, quite possibly worse of all, it was painted an overpowering shade of sky blue.
