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The "Restor-y" of the Royal Room Part III: Holy Cow! (or in French, "La Vache"!) There is hair in my mortar!

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The "Restor-y" of the Royal Room Part III: Holy Cow! (or in French, "La Vache"!) There is hair in my mortar!

 If you aren't a plasterer, you might not know this, or maybe you do.  I sure didn't when I was removing the old mortar from our stone walls in the bathroom of the Royal room.  There was hair in the mortar!  Cow hair!  Was this a common practice?  What I found out is                                                                                                ...

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The "Restor-y" of the Royal Room Part II: Have you ever wondered what kind of mattress a king would sleep on?

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The "Restor-y" of the Royal Room Part II:  Have you ever wondered what kind of mattress a king would sleep on?

What type of mattress would match the quality of our restored 19th-century boule marquetry bed?  It just couldn't be a Simmons (no offense to Simmons).  It had to be traditional, handmade and made of the highest quality and noble materials.   Our dear friend and talented tapissier (upholsterer) Angel makes our mattresses the way it's been done for centuries -  all by hand using sheep wool and horse hair (the tail I think). There is nothing like sleeping on a wool and horsehair mattress. No sleep number, memory foam - I mean nothing.  This short clip gives a peek into how Angel makes...

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From Nasty to Noble - the "Restor-y" of the Royal Room - Part I - the old and decrepit bed

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From Nasty to Noble - the "Restor-y" of the Royal Room - Part I - the old and decrepit bed

Once upon a time there was a very old, sad and decrepit bed.   For years and years it leaned up against the back wall of Patrice's workshop, gathering dust and spiderwebs and looking more like an ancient coffin than a rare museum piece.   "If I ever get to restore this bed, I will build a royal room around it," was his pledge.  Yet it remained for many more years leaning in the same space as it always had in the back of his workshop.   Until one day...                                  ...

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