I forgot to photograph the back deathtrap - oops, I mean stairs before they were mostly demolished. Though only 4 of them, tread - 160 mm - riser - 160 mm! - they were too small to put your feet on normally and too shallow to be anything but a trip hazard. On the day we planned to replace them, Slade, though delicate and fleet of foot, went straight through them.
Of course, the minute they were out No. 1 found a hundred reasons why she had to go in and out of the doorway.
New old stairs, thanks to David and Jim. Recycled from Jim's basement and saved from David's firewood pile.
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