We've got gold!

It was ther first thing i said when i saw the site. Well that's after I said Holy Shit how the hell are we going to turn 4 bare walls and a strupped out concrete floor and ceiling into a pub?! After that, i looked up at the funky, very errr, industrial concrete ceilign full of domes. I think they do that to take weight out of it? I looked up at it and said Please can it be gold. it has to be gold!! Obvioously Grumpy said No, gold is silly, gold i girly, we're not openogn some stupid cocktail bar, gold isn't "pubby". Well i disagreed. We ordered samples of gold paint. They were all too gold for Grumpy. I mean how can gold be too golsd; that's ust weoird. Then he tried to say, you can't spray gold paint cos it's metallic and we'd have to be able to spray because the ceiling is A. too god damn high to paint and B. Full of these weird dome shapes so basically impossible to paoint. I pushed and pushed and oushed and fianlly found a "not too gold" paint that also wasn't too metllic so coudl be sprayed. Hallejulah. After orderign base paint form B&Q and it not arriving because the driver "ran out of time and had to go home" Err, OK, and then having to go to Leyland in Farrigndon and not three cabbies refusing to take us because you can't drive east into the city from there?? Whatever... a Bolt was chartererd. He made it work. We had base. It was sprayed and then the gold, it's FABULOUS. I lvoe it. And it's basically my main contribution to the pub. THat and one wall where i'm allowed to put bric a brac. The rest ois for Grumpy who knows what a proper pub shoudl look like better than me... apparently. I won't mention how mcuh he's asked me to research paint, paper, lighting, lampshades, seating fabric, tables.... hmmm, of course, yes it's all his great Masterorice. Yes dear...