It is nice to be home and to be pottering. Four loads of laundry this morning. Quite something. But the beds all have to be done as the girls are coming home with Japanese Granny on Sunday....yipppeee. Han rang this morning. She is having such a good time she wants to stay on, but once she is back and at 6th form college, she will no doubt feel differently.
The holiday is fresh in my mind, so fresh it needs to age a little before I can look at the photos and write about it.
In the meantime, the never ending hope that this house will be clutter free one day lingers and today the drapey (all over the floor drapey), dusty curtains in the dining room have come down. I was never sure why the fabric had to be piled on the floor, but think the look was to be one of abundance and luxury. To me it was a deadly trip hazzard and a trap for cat hairs and dirt..... The down side of droopy curtains no longer being there means that the conservatory has been REVEALED in all its messy splendour....but this is not a bad thing. It becomes a reason to get it into order.
Despite its clutter, it is good to be home.
The holiday is fresh in my mind, so fresh it needs to age a little before I can look at the photos and write about it.
In the meantime, the never ending hope that this house will be clutter free one day lingers and today the drapey (all over the floor drapey), dusty curtains in the dining room have come down. I was never sure why the fabric had to be piled on the floor, but think the look was to be one of abundance and luxury. To me it was a deadly trip hazzard and a trap for cat hairs and dirt..... The down side of droopy curtains no longer being there means that the conservatory has been REVEALED in all its messy splendour....but this is not a bad thing. It becomes a reason to get it into order.
Despite its clutter, it is good to be home.
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Hi Liz, I am looking forward to reading more of your blog. I love hearing what people in other places around the world are up to. Kate
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