Type hashtag #barnconversion into Instagram if you dare……

And here’s me thinking that Farmageddon was post-apocalyptic. There are some pretty extreme builds going on out there, but if there’s one thing to say about my new community of Barn Buddies: they sure do have vision. For BB’s, even the most humble, crumbling, asbestos-choked hovel is ripe for miraculous conversion. There is nothing BB’s love more than that exquisite flicker of horror crossing the faces of the uninitiated. I love our motley crew.

The BB’s got me thinking about why some people enjoy working with barns and agricultural buildings. Perhaps part of the fun of renovating a barn is uncovering pieces of its industrial past and repurposing them beautifully into the building. I thought it would be fun to share some of these architectural features and how we’re working them into our design at Farmageddon.  (Plus a few little progress photos at the end… 😉


When our barns were built in the 18th and 19th century, they were often stacked to the gunnels with loose hay and straw stacks. The ventilation slits were incorporated to stop the haystacks heating up and spontaneously combusting.  We have a number of these arrow slits at first floor level, and we were excited to uncover a couple more.

We’re glazing the historic arrow slits to create little features dotted around the house. We love them so much, we’ve borrowed the principle to create new arrow slit-style windows where there were no openings previously. Where “housey” windows were originally designed, we created industrial, arrow slits in steel – I can’t wait for these to be fitted!



In the early twentieth century, the horse engine at Farmageddon was used to mill grain for feed and other uses. The horse would walk around a wheel which in turn powered various bits of kit. The only remaining evidence is the enormous oak beam in what will be our office. The beam had to be substantial in order to support the horse engine equipment; the tree was literally hewn down, bark still intact, and placed in the barn.


We love this beast and we are featuring it above a new exposed stone wall in the office, treating it to a gentle wash and scrub to bring out the colour of the oak and to preserve the bark and gorgeous gnarly bits!  Work in progress….




What a bonus – a potential micro-brewery in our garden! The former piggery-cum-stables-cum-henhouse contains evidence of many little cottage industries. Inside the end room is a fireplace with a copper above and a wee chimney – perhaps evidence of a little brewhouse used for domestic beer brewing (or it could have been a little washhouse). According to Historic England, few examples of these remain so we are pretty excited to have one here at Farmageddon.


These buildings will eventually be preserved and used for garden/domestic storage, a kennel and maybe a henhouse.


Some of my favourite features of this place are the beautiful cart shed doorways with their magnificent arched brick piers.   The larger door may have been a coach house – in fact a picture exists from the late 1800s of the farmer Mr Teasdale in front of these very doors with a resplendent horse and coach.

The arches are central to our design and will be host to some pretty funky steel windows which will be uplit in all their glory.



Every visit to Farmageddon converts me.   Perhaps I’m becoming immune to the chaos or perhaps we are making genuine progress. Either way, it’s true love.


Until next time, Kat xx


Gazooks – when will we have a roof!?

Restoration Girl is like a pig in muck (and muck there is aplenty).  Never has there been a better time to educate oneself in the finer points of pointing. Or to get the facts about lats. Or debate about rebates. Or get hardcore about, um, hardcore.


My how the time has flown! Five months in, how are we getting on?  How are we holding up? Well… at the risk of summoning the apparition of Sarah Beeny, we are so far ON TIME and ON BUDGET. Hooray!

Ok, so it all still looks like a magnificently well- appointed, deceptively spacious drugs den.  But I am starting to imagine living here :-):

Restoration Girl drugs den?
Drugs den?

So let’s check out the progress. Here’s the time lapse, laser display, high definition slow mo sequence coming atcha……



This is the view of the large granary towards the kitchen end….


I’ve always wanted a (sound insulated) room to slay some Debussy  in.   This is how the room was when we started (and now we’ve wrecked it!!):

A bit untidy but showing potential…

There’s lots more to see in my next post including dramatic footage for all you roofing fanatics out there. 🙂  Thanks for reading!

Until next time,

Kat xxxxx

Raising the Roof!

‘Twas Restoration Girl’s birthday and what better way to celebrate but crawling over roofs, wading in mud and porting a fetching high vis birthday suit.  This little post is a mini-update on progress….it’s that exciting phase of demolition where every time you go to site, something new and important has happened. And something new and a bit scary is revealed….

First the good news.  The roof is coming off and we’ve not yet found any nasties besides the usual (but WTF….when demolished, the place looks exactly like the attic in The Blair Witch Project.  Minus the creepy red handprints.  Eeek!)

The walls are coming down too, revealing some beautifully proportioned spaces.  With the sunlight streaming in, I can really imagine feeling warm and cosy living in these rooms.

The internal stone work is going to look fabulous when repointed – I’m so excited about that.


But it looks like we’re going to have to underpin part of the large granary barn because the foundations are too shallow.  I’m amazed that these gorgeous old places haven’t fallen down over 300-odd years and of course they are all built directly onto the mud which always comes as a shock to us modern-era types.

It’s been an eventful week!  Thanks for reading dear friends.  Next time we’ll take a break from covering the build and talk about a new, yummy little sideline at Farmageddon ♥.

Until next time… Kat xxxx

And they’re off….!

RG is currently drinking a celebratory train beer on the way back from Yorkshire. “Official” building work has finally begun at Farmageddon.

There has, of course, been “unofficial” building work going on for a while but this has mostly involved RB hiring a digger to move large mounds of earth from one side of the farmyard, um, to the other. Although it was gratuitous fun for RB, we’ve now moved into a new phase of [arguably] forwards progress….. ♥



It’s been moving out day for some of the Farmageddon community. Our Polish builder “guardians “(four or five or ten of them) have moved out of the farmhouse and although it’s going to take a JCB to remove their impressive collection of empty Zywiec cans, they have been fabulous tenants. They’ve never called us to change a lightbulb. In fact, they even installed their own two-tonne biomass boiler when ours got nicked.   I shall miss them.

They have also left a legacy of rather potent-looking herbs in the greenhouse. The random caravan, three broken-down dishwashers, four old-school TVs, the comedy PolSat dish (I swear it receives from the Hubble), oil drum barbeque, some experimental taxidermy (scary) and innumerable battered leather sofas have also been evicted. Farmageddon is sadly less well-appointed now.

The lone Farmageddon bat is also moving out to his new luxury bat pad.   The owls and house martins have already taken offence at the all-pervasive smelly sock whiff in the farmhouse and have fled to the trees.   Now it’s just us……and four or five or ten builders. Dé jà vu


So here we are. Two years into the adventure and allegedly 15 months away from move-in date. Let’s take stock of what we’ve done so far….

  1. Moved some mounds of earth around
  2. Knocked down a load of sheds
  3. Dug up several hundred tonnes of concrete
  4. Built a man cave shed (impressive)
  5. Moved some mounds of earth around.
  6. Had twins
  7. Brought in two harvests
  8. Destroyed a neighbour’s barley field (escaped heifers – doh!!)
  9. Were the victims of a major scrap heist
  10. Hired an architect
  11. Sacked an architect
  12. Hired a new fantastic architect
  13. Hosted a christening and a caravan rave
  14. Scrounged repeatedly from DEFRA
  15. Moved some mounds of earth around
  16. Made some friends ♥

I’ll leave you with some photos of Farmageddon as she stands today.

Until next time…Kat xxx