talk about doors

This is a story about our front door.

It's a few years old and has aged and faded. ... a familiar tale.

We  have seen some truly fabulous and colourful doors on our travels.

Paul and I had been at odds about what to do to renovate ours. I was prepared to paint in fire engine red and add wrought iron all over it, but Paul said no!

Family had been privy to these energetic discussions. Lo and behold at a gathering, Manda and Ben and family presented us with a tub of Spanish Red paint.
A test try a day later and Paul decided that he could live with it.

So, without further ado; this is the Da da moment.
See below for a happy ending to this story.