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In the heart of the French countryside, a magnificent chateau

stood uncared-for and abandoned.

Then six years ago, everything changed...

Wow. Look at that!

...when an intrepid British couple...

Turn, turn, turn.

Wow. ..unlocked its front door...

Everything is gorgeous. ..fell in love with its grandeur

and embarked on an adventure.

It's so incredibly important to bring it back to life.

Since they moved in, engineer Dick Strawbridge...

...and his wife, designer Angel,

have transformed almost all 45 rooms,

including four sumptuous guest suites for their wedding

and events business.

But despite the hard work, their dream often

resembled a nightmare.

You should not be able to see the sky out of your roof.

Behind every romantic story is the reality.

This year, life at the chateau has been rather different.

I'm on Heron Island!

With no weddings and events to host...

We need a roof garden up here.

O level mathematics from 1975.

...they can tackle bigger projects than ever.

This I'm thinking is a big swimming pool.

I've got a headache.

And there are lots of surprises in store...

SCREAMING

Let's have a little look. Let's see if it will open.

...as the chateau reveals more secrets.

I love it. It's so me!

It's time to find out what happens next

in this 21st century French fairy tale.

I think this is a good reason to buy a horse.

The seasons are changing.

And autumn is beginning to make its presence felt

at the chateau.

With 12 acres of land to explore... The adventure starts.

...Dick and Angel are keen to show Dorothy and Arthur

the colourful changes happening

right on their own doorstep.

There's a lot of conkers falling down now.

And there are few things more autumnal than a forest floor

covered in conkers.

It's amazing! I've never seen one like that.

Look at that! They're all odd shapes,

because they've all been grown together.

This is a sweet chestnut, Arthur.

Come here a minute... second. It's a tickle job.

Look at me!

HE LAUGHS

You cannot walk with conkers in your pocket, like that.

If you'd let me know, I'd have brought my handbag!

Just further up the path, there's another seasonal sight...

...and it's a Strawbridge family favourite.

Oh! Yeah.

You can just see the blue of how many there are there.

Oh! They're ready because they're big.

We never used to collect sloes until after the first frost,

but if we leave those for much longer, there won't be any

because the birds will have them away.

This year's sloe gin.

I think we have to get sloe gin on the go. I think so.

It may be the beginning of autumn, but Dick's keen to keep

the summer clays going for just a little bit longer.

I think I need an ice cream after that adventure.

Who wants an ice cream?

When Dick and Angel first moved into the chateau five years ago,

their to-do list was interminable.

Asbestos, lead paint,

ZOO-plus pages of reasons not to buy a house.

And the sheer scale of work

has meant some of their original dreams are still waiting

to be realized.

I've got my notebook as requested.

But this year, with more time

on their hands, two rooms can finally receive

some extra attention.

The family salon and its adjoining turret, a space Angel

has had designs on since the very first moment she saw it.

I'm thinking that everything is around shelves and we just sit

here with our books.

How high? To the ceiling.

The original plans were five years ago

so all bets are off.

Tell me what part of this I don't remember properly.

From here going all the way around,

there'll be bookshelves, window gap, bookshelves, hold on...

If we take this as an example, one, two, three, four, five, six,

seven, eight, nine, maybe come down to the bottom making a tenth one.

And then there's about sort of... Call it three. That's 30.

That's 120 of those bookshelves that size.

That's quite a lot of bookshelving.

The turret room sits within the chateau's pepperpot tower

with its distinctive curved walls.

The shelves that circle the room will have to curve too.

The most interesting thing is going to be finding all the books

and seeing how many we've got. I can't wait, honestly.

OK. Plans.

Moving through to the salon, Angel has high hopes.

When we first came, this ceiling was really, really worn.

And the rose, it was kind of grey and worn and I loved it.

But when the ceiling got painted, it stuck out like a sore thumb.

And honestly, it was like the day or two before our wedding.

And we ended up saying, "Let's get it painted

"and then we'll deal with it later."

I'm homing in to what has to be done. just that ceiling? No.

So the ceiling, I'm going to do it in the lustre

that's on the walls.

A lustred ceiling? Lustred ceiling is going to give it

a little bit of texture.

And I'm going to fill it, the rose.

I'm happy that I can deal with the ceiling.

Dick may think he's got off lightly, but Angel

is about to illuminate him.

The light's never been right and I have found a design

that I like and it's... it's just beads.

Again, don't worry about it until I'm a step ahead,

but it's a big chandelier.

Do you know what? This pain behind my left eye that comes up

when you sort of say things like, "don't worry about that yet."

I will need your help with the wiring. I will need your help.

Yeah, but hold on. I'm just going to say the thing that annoys me most

about this light is the lack of light.

If you're making a light feature, you have to think

about the light getting out.

I will, I'll think about that.

That sounds so much "There, there, Dick."

I've always felt you patting me on my bald patch there.

Having just about convinced Dick of her vision for a new light

to enhance the salon, Angel and Sasha set to work clearing

the room in readiness for Operation Ceiling Rose.

I'm going to put this on the sofa.

So that's alL..not get comfy.

Right, there we go.

Oh, my goodness me, you are making me dizzy.

Your voice echoes. I know to do this.

ECHOING: Look up!

Once the room's new acoustics have been tested by Arthur

and Dorothy, Angel can get on with decorating

with her all-time favourite lustre paint.

This paint, I love it.

Just brings whatever it is, if it's a dilapidated wall

or if it's a colour I don't quite like, I put

this on it and it's magical.

Before applying even a lick of paint

to the ceiling,

there's the rather necessary prep to do and for Angel,

it's something of a passion.

I actually genuinely love cleaning.

I'd make a brilliant cleaner.

Just satisfying, isn't it?

All right.

But before committing to an entirely lustred ceiling,

Angel does a test patch.

It is how I pictured it sort of being quite dappled because,

you know, the light hits it so many different places. I think

I'm just going to go for it

and then work out if it's the right thing to do.

That's kind of the way that I always roll.

Also on a roll is Dick.

With an abundance of sloe berries on their doorstep, Dick

is on a mission to harvest them in time.

The things you have to do for your sloe gin, eh?

However, there's one thing standing in his way.

Bramble bushes.

Getting a bit scratched up.

Never mind.

Despite the prickly conditions, Dick battles on,

determined nothing

will come between him and his gin.

The salon ceiling has now

been painted in glorious lustre

and all it needs is Dick's nod of approval.

Have you changed the ceiling?

You taking the mickey?

No, no.

What do you mean, have I changed it? Have I painted it?

That's the new colour?

Yeah. OK.

I didn't realise. You're happy.

Yeah, I'm happy. I found some brilliant filler

that I think we've got to potentially try

and fill some of the edges in.

First things first, we get rid of the light.

I have no idea how I attached that.

I've forgotten completely. I know how you attached it.

H ow?

With a grumpy face.

That's a fake laugh, isn't it?

Got to turn the power off.

If I can remember which bloody switch it is.

Salon.

Are the lights off, Angela?

Angela?

No.

Lights off? Yeah, they're off now, baby.

Nothing like a bit of communication.

Lights are off. Lights off.

Dick can now safely examine the wiring and to do that, he needs

to use his head.

Right, missus...

We're off.

All right, so we're going to have a light bulb hanging from there,

aren't we? It's better than no light, isn't it? Yeah.

Now it's up to Angel to turn the electricity back on.

There's only one switch down. That's the one. Turn it up.

All right.

Using the same clear communication method as before.

You have to shout quite loud.

OK, I'm turning on!

Is it on?

No. Really?

Yay!

Thank you!

I think that was on.

Good.

Not sure why we need a chandelier at all.

Look at that - thing of beauty.

Never get away with it.

As the leaves start to turn on the trees, the chateau is gearing

up to turn heads with Angel's plans for an eye-catching chandelier

in the salon. Was this the one you wanted? Yes.

60cm in diameter.

This rusty metal ring has given her a lightbulb moment.

That is... Call it six, seven by...

So it's twice as long. So that means it's going to be 1.2m!

That's huge. It is. But it needs to be.

The issue is is that if we find the light fitting,

they have to be connected to this,

otherwise, I just get a straight line. And they have to curved.

Angel's been inspired by the 19th century Empire style

made fashionable by Napoleon's first wife, Josephine.

We're talking 19th century here, yeah?

Well, it became popular with the first empire - French Empire -

that's why people always... Napoleon? Yeah. Josephine.

This is the exact shape. This is the Empire shape.

To illustrate her vision, Angel has a miniature example.

Can I suggest we take off all the crystals?

These are really good for Christmas trees.

Remember our first Christmas, when we had no money?

We had to use the crystals from an old chandelier.

It was lovely. You came up with that idea -

your creative side, darling. Yeah, I let it out for a minute.

I must have had a bottle of port.

I'm finding the component parts.

Now crystal-free, the structure of this mini-chandelier will form

the top of their new light.

How come we've ended up with an extra dingle-dangle?

I like that. Don't take that away just yet.

That's broken. Have you just broken it? It wasn't broken before.

I can fix that one.

You give me this. Yeah.

We'lljust do a very simple world-famous knot.

This is going to be the distance below that that you want.

Yeah. Measure the vertical separation, please,

between those two circles. OK, don't move it!

I feel like you've just moved it there, a little bit.

But if Angel wants her dream light realised, she'll need to channel

her inner empress to keep Dick on side.

OK. I can see that face.

Yeah. This is where I become Josephine.

Jezebel! Jezebel, Jezebel, get thee behind me!

Right, OK. He's after an Empire light.

And every show-stopping light needs a solid stage to perform from.

My mission is to have a look at the rose and see what state it's in.

I am really nervous, because I'm not an expert.

Definitely, I feel like that is such an artisan type of job.

But I know that there are a couple of really big cracks

and there are some really big gaps that scare me.

Oh, gosh. It doesn't look in brilliant order.

I don't want to, but I think there is some filling

that I can't not address.

I've never done this before.

I mean, how do you practise? How do you practise, like, a rose

on a ceiling that's 150 years old?

Angel, though, does have one skill

that might just give her an advantage.

I guess I'm not terrible at sort of, like, you know,

icing cakes.

But this has turned into a really big job.

But, actually, this Christmas, it's going to be magical in here.

SHE LAUGHS

Restoring the ceiling rose is one thing -

creating a new chandelier, quite another.

And to do that, Angel has had to enter forbidden territory -

Dick's new workshop. But neither glass nor crystals in sight,

because Angels design is made from wood.

If you think how many of these little beads are going to take

to actually make the chandelier,

it's going to be...it's going to be thousands.

All Angel needs is quite a bit of time and a lot of patience.

This is going to be a time-consuming job. I know that.

But what I love is that the light is part of the chateau.

And, you know, my friends and family sort of say, like,

"l like your light." It's a lovely story to tell.

Once Dick has reclaimed residency of his man cave, the focus turns

from woodwork to metalwork. Angela always makes things really easy

when it comes to lights.

So I've got to suspend my crown above my bottom in three places.

So I'm sort of getting my head around this.

I'm just getting the flaky bits off, that's all.

Because Angela wants this look.

The chandelier is a lot of history.

This part of it must be a an old barrel ring.

A cooper - what, 100 years-plus ago? - will have made this to hold

in the specially shaped bits of wood from the barrels.

I don't know where she came up with the idea from

and, quite honestly, it's, um...

My problem is beads are not known for letting light out.

Some trigonometry.

Bit of trigonometry. When was the last time I did that?

Tan 60 degrees

equals opposite over adjacent.

This is 200.

So if I multiply 200 by the tan of 60, which is 1.7032,

that's going to be a 346.

That gives me 120 degrees there.

O Level mathematics from 1975.

I have here...

This is the equivalent of this being here,

this being here.

What I have to do is get my piece of metal

to go from this point to this point

with a nice curve on it.

That's the first element done.

To be fair, I don't think you're going to see much of any of this,

except for the bit sticking out the top, when she's finished.

We shall see.

Lights - that's what I need next.

As Angel's elegant vision starts to come to life, in the salon,

she checks up on her ceiling-rose handiwork.

Thatis". SHE LAUGHS

That is solid.

I am so, so, so chuffed with that.

Right. I'm two steps away from having this rose finished.

A quick sanding and undercoat, Angel's ready to paint,

and no prizes for guessing which colour.

I love this so much.

I just... I just want to paint everything in it.

It's got a bit of bling, but it's...but it's subtle.

I think that's quite like me. SHE CHUCKLES

This...this is gorgeous.

The little grapes sort of coming down and,

oh, just the little flowers.

It's truly, truly stunning.

Just putting lustre over things,

it does bring out detail, because the light reflects

on it in a different way to...

Obviously, light reflects over matt.

And I'm liking it.

I want to see that detail.

But I don't want to have it shoved in my face.

It's not just the rejuvenated ceiling rose and bespoke chandelier

on Dick and Angel's to-do list.

I need to understand what goes where.

There's also the transformation of the pepper-pot tower

into a vast floor-to-ceiling, curved library.

I bought her a book on training puppies, she never looked at it.

No, I'm going to when... She's not a puppy any more!

Right. And that means just one thing -

shelves, and lots of them.

OK, so where do we start the book shelf?

How does it go around? Hmm.

That's interesting, because I'd always thought

it would come to the door. Can I walk in through?

The doorway starts to feel... I think you have to go back.

Yeah, I agree, as well, but not too much.

Like, sort of, my hand's width, yeah?

There? Yeah. OK, about there?

Yeah. OK.

Over the years, Dick and Angel have collected hundreds of books.

Books, books, books, books.

But before they can display them,

they first need to find them.

I'd forgotten clean about these. ANGEL GASPS

Right, upstairs, my room.

Oh, look! Ha-ha! Only you could have a book on camouflage.

So, in here... Children's, children's. One, two, three.

That's an awful lot of books.

All right. I haven't seen some of these. Huh?

Well, you bought me a lot of these, so... Oh, maybe I have.

Look, do you remember this? The Modern Baker. Honestly,

I think that was our second Christmas.

And this one, The Complete Hostess Guide.

I mean, with the best cover ever.

Look.

Soon, Dick and Angel forget the job

and are lost in precious memories.

Yep, look at that one. Oh. I didn't know you had this.

Shelley. Well, you bought me that.

I just need to kiss you.

I did... I didn't... Because I've got my version downstairs.

What is this? The Modern Cook.

That is beautiful.

There is history in there. Yeah.

But this kind of peace at the chateau never lasts for long.

I'm looking at this and I think sorting the books is going

to be as big a task as actually just doing the shelves. No.

You've got the biggest task, babe. No, no, don't... Wait, wait.

I want them sorted... Don't underestimate the shelf-making task.

I want sorting to be taken equally seriously.

Let's go, let's go. Straight to the gate.

It may only be the beginning of autumn,

but the Strawbridge family is already thinking ahead to Christmas

and are on a forage for sloe berries.

For Dick's home-made sloe gin.

There's loads around the corner.

However, Dick's earlier endeavours

to clear the bramble bushes may have been fruitless.

I think the birds have already started to eat them.

There's no sloes on there, is there?

Is this the right bush?

Oh. Oh, I'm feeling pain.

Do you see one? There's one.

Oh, I've found another one! There's two.

There's a second one. There's a second one over here.

Drink responsibly.

Sadly two sloe berries

do not a festive liqueur make.

Luckily, things might be looking up.

Look at all these.

But they can't reach those.

Oh, well, we'll have to get a ladder.

Thankfully, there's someone on hand to engineer a solution.

Gives us your stick.

Pick up the bamboo.

We're now taking this up.

Oh!

I had this sort of image ofjust coming along

and just picking gefltlY-

But...

Oh.

OK, look, have a little look around.

These are the ones that Daddy's just shook off.

With half a kilo of berries needed per bottle,

the family can't stop picking quite yet.

These are probably the plumpest sloes I've ever seen.

So that's the first bunch done, yeah? Yeah.

Good. OK.

The joke of this is that we have talked about this sloe

and slow gin for such a long time

that we, I think we feel that we can't fail on this,

so we are going to have sloe gin this Christmas.

Our sloe gin. Our sloe gin.

Thank you. Well done, team.

If we had those on the bottom without any brambles,

it would be easy.

Back at the chateau...

Come in, dog, lie down.

...Dick's keen to get on with a bit of kitchen alchemy...

Sloes!

...while the fleshy berries are still fresh and juicy.

I like making my sloe gin in this sort of thing,

but we have a slight issue

with the Chateau de la Motte sloes.

Look at that.

Yes.

So we're going for a fat bottle.

We're pricking these

so that the actualjuices from the sloes

are more accessible and go into the gin more,

so you get more flavour coming through.

In we go.

Now I need a little cut-off funnel, some sugar.

It's obviously very important that you get exactly the right amount

of sugar in here.

And this year's sloe gin will be a sweet affair.

Look at that.

Ba-dum!

Now nice and simple - gin.

It's one of the stressful recipes.

Glug, glug, glug, glug, 9W9!

Lid on.

And every day, I'm going to

turn it upside down

so there will be no sugar.

It'll all be dissolved in the gin.

And that will mature

over the months to Christmas

and then it'll be the most amazing colour and very, very tasty.

There we go, a bottle of sloe gin.

As the nights draw in, the push is on for Angel

to finish her chandelier.

All she needs to do -

attach around 3,000 wooden beads.

I have got lots of these lovely little balls

that I sprayed a little bit white

and it took forever.

So I bought some.

There's this sort of balance of it still being handmade,

but actually, I needed to, you know, feed the kids

do washing, like... SHE CHUCKLES

...go to bed,

so Dick set me up this little sort of contraption.

So I'm going to use fishing line

because I think that that is going to be, honestly,

you just can't break this, so that's a very, very good start.

Right, let's get a few on.

Two more and see where I'm at.

That one looks like it's sort of the right angle.

The dangle angle, but I don't know until I've done it all.

Or I've done a section anyway, so let's get on with it.

Angel's dream to transform the fairy tale turret room

into a library large enough

to hold all the chateau's books

is a giant task,

but the magic is already happening.

I leave her for two minutes and she wallpapers.

At least I found out now that the backdrop for the bookcases

is going to be wallpaper.

But wallpaper is the last thing on Dick's mind.

I have to produce

the curved shelves

and the two walls are completely different.

Dick may have put up countless shelves over the years,

but a 150-year-old pepper-pot tower

comes with its own unique challenges.

That's got a quite nice sweeping curve to it,

but when I come over here, that's got a bit of a curve

and then it's, for some reason, it's been flattened.

Inside the shelves will have the same curve to them,

so that there's symmetry in that.

With a building of this vintage,

there's no flat-pack alternative

to help with this curved conundrum.

"SEVEN.

As long as I keep this as near as dammit

to right angles, we've cracked it.

OK, that's all I need.

Dick's job now is to accurately transfer his sums

into something resembling a shelf.

This is a roughly curved piece of card.

I now need to turn it into a template.

And that is the curve of my wall.

Let's cut that out.

I'm going to quite a lot of hassle doing this

because I know I've got

ten shelves on each side.

It's a lot of shelves.

Get this right once and I've got a template.

That's the shape of my shelves.

Angel's chandelier is also taking shape.

Oh, gosh, it's quite heavy.

Right.

Now I can really envision it.

And there are absolutely some finishing touches

that are going to make this sing, and Dick's got to do the lights,

but, you know, I've got the bottom to do.

While beading her empire-shaped chandelier,

Angel's run into a rather delicate problem.

My dangle's too...

...too plump.

I'm going to take off four.

Let's see.

Try my dangle there. Felt a bit too saggy.

I guess I'll keep carrying on until I love it to bits.

In the workshop, Dick's moved from paper to wood,

and he's determined not to waste an inch of oak.

40 at the first one, slide them up.

Then five and six

give me a second one. Seven and eight...

will give me

a third one.

That means they have to be joined together.

Of course.

All he needs to do now is to try and create

20 perfectly-curved shelves out of it.

It's a biscuit jointer.

I'm joining using biscuits.

And after several clays of glueing,

hammering, clamping...

I'm working against the clock.

...and precision cutting...

...success is within sight.

There you go.

One nicely-curved on the inside

wall wonky on the outside.

That's one done. Right.

Having made enough shelving to hold thousands of books...

Production line's now going. I'm going to say it here.

...and 90 brackets to support them...

...it's time to put Dick's mathematical skills to the test.

Straight bits of wood on round walls.

Right.

Time to measure the next one.

Yes, beautiful?

LS it?

You can barely eat a sausage?

Oh, I can whip that out for you, if you want?

SHE GIGGLES

OK, you won't be doing that, then.

While Dorothy might be expecting a visit from the Tooth Fairy,

or as it's known in France, the Tooth Mouse,

there's no magic solution to Dick's mammoth task.

Three shelves up.

There all aligned. That's good.

And they're actually aligned and vertical. Can you see the little bubble?

That's not bad, is it?

Just 15 more and 75 wall mounts to go.

It's a process.

It's actually quite high up here.

The books that are never read go to the top.

Dick has been busy with the shelves in the library,

but there's no letting up.

Angel's chandelier is finished and in need of light.

It's looking quite good, actually. Sh! Don't tell her.

Having said that, wood stops light getting through.

I was told to get little candle lights.

Somehow, it always happens. Went upstairs, put the children to bed,

and I'm working on lights.

The thing I like most about this is

you have to slow down and do it and,

at the end of the day,

there will be light.

There's no putting off the inevitable.

Going in.

If I knock a bead off here, I'm going to be in the poop.

There you go.

Ah!

Come on.

Ah, it looks like it could have been put there on purpose.

Good. Next one.

The day has finally arrived to hang Angel's beaded labour of love.

It's not exactly light, but it's not frightfully heavy.

ANGEL CHUCKLES

Right, set, we are. Yeah, I'm good.

Yeah?

Right, I have it.

It has to be right there.

Right. I'm scared to go down.

Why? just in case I don't like it! ANGEL LAUGHS

That would be pretty terrible.

Oh, dearie me. After all the hard work, the final verdict

is literally hanging in the balance.

Well?

Oh, I love it.

That's the right answer.

Do you know what? It just suits this room.

I just knew it would.

But let me say what it looks like from over here.

It looks good, babes. Good. It does actually look good.

Right, we need to turn the lights on, see if it works. OK.

Shall I run down? You run down.

# Da da-da-daaa! #

Before we touch the switch on, do you know what I'm looking at?

Six bulbs working. You're looking at how it looks.

You ready? Here we go.

Oh!

Turn it off.

It's beautiful!

Just four of the six bulbs are working.

Undeterred, Dick turns detective.

Just thinking it might be a light bulb.

Yeah. I just got them from the box.

Turn it on.

Hurray! Because I knew it wasn't my electrical circuits.

Right, we're done.

Dick may think the work is finished, but Angel has other ideas.

Now, this is up, actually, I'm not sure about the colour of the band,

but, do you know what? It's just tweaks now.

I'm well happy. But it stays up now?

It stays up.

It stays up. That's a result.

And the chandelier didn't fall off. Yet!

I'm done.

I love it. Not bad, is it?

Angel's chandelier wasn't the only project on the to-do list.

The turret library is almost complete,

but not before some serious heavy lifting.

This is a light one. Oh! Oh, my goodness me!

This is heavy.

It's not even that many. HE LAUGHS

Are your shelves going to seriously hold this?

We're going to find out, aren't we?

I want a whole pile of books on dogs, so Petal can find them.

Here we go, we've got Mrs Beaton and the Household Encyclopaedia.

I love this one - Dick's Angel.

Dicks' Angels and DIY.

This is quite a special book - Dick's Angel. Yeah.

I just... And, also, the taxidermy ones are a bit ugly.

So I put three books in and you put

them in completely different order.

Look at the children, look at the children. You are kidding me!

Did you actually manage to seriously do that?

It's a full box of books. Goodness me.

However, there may have been an ulterior motive

to bag the best spot for their own section in the library.

That's OK. OK.

Good Housekeeping.

Dictionaries. Little book can go up there

with the little pretty books.

My wine book... Oh, yeah. ..has been hidden for the five or six years

we've been here, upstairs.

There we are.

Dick and Angel's book collection may be enormous,

but it's soon cut down to size by the sheer amount of shelving.

We've hardly got any books. Darling, we have got... We need more.

What have you got? Happily, Dorothy and Arthur

can help with that. Who's this for?

Mummy has wrapped this book so, so carefully, haven't you?

This is a special book. This is a special book.

Wow, wow, wow.

Francatelli! It's a first edition. No way.

English version.

This... This man... Look, look, look.

See that man? Very handsome, that he is,

he was Queen Victoria's chef.

And this is his book.

And do you know when he was writing?

Seven years before the chateau was built.

So what had happened, the people who would have been eating here

would probably be looking at some of the recipes that the Queen

of England was eating, and Francatelli was the man doing

it for Queen Victoria.

Who loves our library?

Wow. But you're much more interested

in your cardboard robot hands, aren't you?

That's beautiful. Can't wait to sit down and read it.

Thank you. Thank you, thank you.

Wow.

With Dick's new book joining the library, it's time to get

the salon back in order.

Right, ready to pick it up? Yeah. Two, three. Up.

Oh! Oh-oh!

You're supposed to help carry it! DOG BARKS

That is totally your fault. That's totally my fault. Right!

Oh, that's nice.

See, I hadn't seen it there before. I hadn't quite decided.

That's because... The scaffolding's been in there!

That looks nice there, doesn't it? It does.

Yeah? Good. We like that. OK.

As the hub of the family home,

the salon was an Angel favourite - with one exception.

But, now, Angel's Empire-shaped chandelier

has thrown a whole new light on the room.

The lustre-painted rose shines with original details.

And between Dick's clever lighting and Angel's design,

the room is now complete.

What was once a near-derelict turret and a distant dream...

I'm thinking that everything is around shelves.

...is now finally filled with books...

to become the chateau's cherished library.

And Angel couldn't be happier.

I love this room so, so much.

This is family, and I've got the chandelier!

I absolutely love, love the shape,

and it's got a story, you know. I love all of that.

It's got the crown from my vintage patisserie days.

It's got wood from Dick's workshop

and it's got a belly band from a barrel that was used

at the chateau a long time ago.

And I love it, so...

And Dick has also found something he can get passionate about,

if not quite as romantic. Eggs a la tripe.

Eggs cooked like tripe. Oh!

I've never even thought of that!

Baby, you look so, so, so happy.

Darling, I'm going to work my way through these now.

You may never get any more work from me.

Looking around here, there's a lot of shelf.

There's a lot of shelves up there.

The very first year we were here, five years ago, now... Six?

Goodness. ..the library was a vision that we had when I said there's no

way I was going to be able to do it until I had some time.

And I couldn't think of an excuse, this time.

Do you know? All that's missing is the kids.

It's nice and quiet - leave them outside!

Right, you two. We're going to play a game. Go on, go and grab the game.

I'll go and grab the game. And, of course, it wouldn't be the chateau

without using up every scrap of leftover materials.

Brilliant kindling. Lots of surface area.

So, Dorothy, you're going to start first.

And, ever resourceful, Dick has even made a family game

from the wood, which all adds up to a perfect family evening

at the chateau. Mammy, what number do you need? 10.

Mammy beat the children.

Come on, I want a rematch. Arthur, your turn to start, this time.

Next time, it's sink or swim for the Strawbridges.

This, I'm thinking, is a big swimming pool.

I've got a headache.

The battle of the bonsais begins.

I'm not being competitive, by the way.

You're the competitive one in our family.

And things don't quite measure up. I don't think the children are getting

any bigger. We're just getting smaller.

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