You'd be forgiven for thinking there genuinely was a period when "If it doesn't move... clad it!" was the sole cry on building sites from Fife to Falmouth. It seemed that way right? And this of interior walls mind. In the past few years wood (or wallpaper printed to look like strips of wood) on the walls of brick built domiciles was just about everywhere because (and whisper this incase it gets out)... Interior cladding is big news. Big. Huge!
At least it was.
And that's my point. Just when you thought every house was in danger of ending up resembling the Davy Crockett's cabin I think we may have seen the last of it. In the fair isles of the UK at least. For now. It's had a good run and for that many an unscrupulous gash wood merchant has been grateful (and gone chuckling off to the airport with bags packed on the proceeds) but interior fashion has finally moved on. Or rather just taken a well earned rest in the safe harbour of Scandi chic design. (White, concrete, shearling and warm metals any one?)
Which is why I thought I'd write this post. As a homage if you like. To say goodbye. For now. To my old friend of instant character (I have been guilty, I confess, of harbouring a pallet or 2 of painted Victorian floorboards with a serious intent to clad, it's true)
A visual ode to all that cladding - we loved you well.