I'm really lazy about taking pictures of our home. When Roland and I look at old photos of what our house looked like when we first lived here, we can't believe it really looked like that. Believe me, it was not a pretty sight. It was like the good looking girl with bad make up and the wrong clothes. Now things are much improved but I would NEVER choose granite worktops ever again (shows every water splash) and also a slate floor is bloody back breaking when you have to get down on your hands and knees to scrub it (housemaid's knee anyone?) Anyway this is the kitchen.
Notice delightfully positioned cat . . .if you look closely, you can see a plaintive mieow coming from his mouth. If I spend any amount of time in the kitchen after 1 o'clock, Percy thinks it is tea time and mieows and mieows. Then the other two appear and then all three line up fixing me with baleful eyes until I give in and feed them their special tea time treat.
Also notice lovely new Greengate curtain fabric hiding those ugly white goods. Those curtains are about the sum total of my sewing abilities. Every year or so I change the curtains and buy new oilcloth for the table as over time it gets covered in biro and pasta sauce stains. The old curtains are going to be recycled into the mother of all cushions - a really big square pillowy one. I'm going to get my sister-in-law, Valentina to make it. If I had to put a zip in there would be much hand wringing and gnashing of teeth. I am (whisper) a bit scared of the sewing machine. It seems to have a mind of it's own and gets faster and faster. I am so impressed by all you talented seamstresses out there running up creative projects effortlessly. Anyway,time for some more pictures.
Here's the downstairs loo and my favourite room. We went all the way to Norfolk to buy this Victorian loo. No, I normally don't allow the seat up, but for the purpose of the picture and all that. We were both agreed that we absolutely HAD to have it. It's called the Humber and it's coming with us if we ever move. It's part of the family now. The cistern is repro and when it's finished refilling, it lets out a little groan which I'm kind of fond of, it almost sounds human. Gro..o..o..o.o..a..n..n... And the sink I bought years and years ago in some old junk yard before we'd ever got round to doing this room. The shelf has got lots of nice jars but the light was so dark today, I really struggled with this picture. In fact, all the pictures look at bit gloomy because the rain. I'm thinking a lot about all those poor people whose homes are flooded so I'll stop moaning right now. Hope you are all OK wherever you are.