We climbed off the damp and steamy 82 bus and hurried home under a shared umbrella. My Grandma lit the false flames of the gas fire, pulled out the smallest of her nest of tables and set down a tray of cups, biscuits and her favourite teapot. Outside, a genie’s lamp of silver engravings; inside,
(if you don’t see the image sliders here, give it a moment to load 🙂 ) Living room. I feel like the images speak for themselves here – less is more, white makes spaces bigger and brighter, burgundy… doesn’t really. The handrail by the stairs at the back needs to go next, and the awful ceiling
What if I’m a blossom tree? That’s the thought that keeps returning to me lately, as the roadsides light up like impossible pastel fireworks on the way down into the village; as Rory works out his notice and our entire financial future rests in my sleepy, distractible hands. Destined to bloom brightly then fade in a flurry of
(SLIDE THE WHITE ARROW) When we bought our home, it had sat on the market for a number of years. It was in a gorgeous area, and had a surprisingly big square footage. But something was putting people off. If, like me, you devoted a chunk of your student years to watching property shows on daytime television,
“You know those days when you get the mean reds? … Suddenly you’re afraid and you don’t know what you’re afraid of. Well, when I get it the only thing that does any good is to jump in a cab and go to Tiffany’s. Calms me down right away.” – Breakfast at Tiffany’s One of the
I like to work from the kitchen table. Sure, we actually have two desks in our house, with dedicated shelving space too, but that doesn’t work for me. I mean, one is basically just a home for the mountain of stuff I really need to sort out, and the other is in the coldest part of the
Winter days getting you down? I asked my insta friends to share their favourite winter activity, and have put them together to make a failsafe winter to do list. In fact, truth be told – I struggled to choose just 30 for this list! Many of the comments also made me lament the fact that I don’t
No, not a handy guide for the new orange leader of the free world – though Lord knows he could probably use it. One of the most common questions I get about my interiors, other than ‘where is your bed from?’ (It was custom-built in the house before we bought it, I’m afraid. I just
Frederik Fekkai once wrote that it is essential to choose a planner with a beautiful cover, as you’ll be looking at it every day. And I, being sixteen and endlessly impressionable at the time, memorised this line and made it my annual agonising mission to find such a thing, at a time when Paperchase stocked