Light-weighing in

Gary Barlow and a host of other famous / influential folk have invested in schemes that have been designed to avoid tax. Cue outrage. Oh please. If we had the money to pay accountants to find these ‘investments’ that take advantage of tax law loopholes, we’d all be doing it.

Save a buck, save my reputation

I think I need an apron. Probably two, since I can be messy as fuck when I cook, and I cook almost every day now. And on the rare occasion that I bake, the kitchen’s a fucking bomb site, man. But if I get an apron I’ll have to admit this domesticated side of me has become more or less a permanent resident.

What to do? Go all Martha Stewart before the jail sentence? Maybe I should just re-fashion one of Neil’s old t-shirts into a sort of apron-type deal. It appears to be a thing. Not only does it cost nothing, I won’t be seen buying an apron. Bonus.

A few adjustments

doll flat
The doll’s house is currently a studio with loft

The downstairs open-plan lounge and kitchen isn’t really working out too well (too tall, walls of cardboard box too thin — it needs strengthening or a re-think), but I want to keep the modular idea. The bedroom can be a studio loft flat on its own, or a bedroom with loft area if part of a larger house.

The back walls are papered (i.e. glued on) with sheets from Vulpine marketing material. I also made a new sofa. This Easter weekend has been productive, if you call messing about with cardboard boxes and box cutters productive.

This is the basic idea behind the sofa, if anyone is also making some cardboard doll’s house furniture:

sofa plan
Not to any known scale or proportion

I have no measurements, it was done purely by eye and extremely lucky guesswork (it’s just to show how many slots and tabs you need). Cut along the solid black lines, cut the solid black bits out (these are the slots). Fold along the dotted lines. Fit all together. If you’re happy with it, it may be worth gluing it together with craft glue (PVA).


We’ve been viewing houses with the idea of moving to the catchment area of the school we would like Anne to attend. I am absolutely horrified at what is now considered an acceptable size for a three-bedroom house. I shudder to think that what I think are cool space-saving and use-of-the-vertical ideas will have to become a real necessity. Not that we live in a big place now; but when a three-bed house is smaller than a two-bed flat (same developer, ten-year gap), something’s wrong.

In flagrante delicto

I’m quite proud of this bed.

cardboard box bed
Mario and Kwazii in a compromising position

There are quite a few dolls, but it’s currently a one-bed house, so they’ll have to take it in shifts.

Are they sitting comfortably

Now Anne doesn’t think the boxes are just for trashing, she’s realised I’m making something for her to play with:

Chairs and sofa
One of those Playmobil figures is as old as Neil

I’ve made two seating concepts, a slot-together and tub chair style, neither of which I’m happy with. Neil made one up off the top of his head, which is brilliant and works. Jammy sod.

This, by the way, doesn’t mean she won’t still trash it. She takes the nickname the Gilsons gave her quite seriously — Anne-zilla.

And so it begins

The great cardboard box doll’s house project:

cardboard boxes, doll house skeleton

See my crafting board for the inspiration*. At the moment, the concept is for a ground and first floor, plus a first floor garden / balcony. All to be attached with hook and loop tape, so they can be separated and stored in the larger, ground floor unit.

* Yes, I’m on Pinterest. I signed on to research it for a web project, so I’ve decided to use it.