This Old House
So, we moved. We bought us a ‘doer upper’. A Victorian doer upper to be precise. We moved here two years ago, with the romantic fantasy of revitalising our tired […]
So, we moved. We bought us a ‘doer upper’. A Victorian doer upper to be precise. We moved here two years ago, with the romantic fantasy of revitalising our tired […]
This post is part of a weekly series of ‘link-up’ Posts which reflect on life’s journey, old memories and family stories (see below for more info). ———————————- So, having reviewed your childhood […]
Next week’s theme will be “Leaving Home” (Linky to be posted Tuesday, 19th June) Can you recall the first time you left the bosom of your parents’ home? It’s one […]
God, I am such a liar. This is not my home. THAT, down there, is my home. This piece of eye-melting loveliness is my fantasy home. It is a place […]
We have taken ownership of a Victorian property. It was a romantic notion, foolhardy in the extreme and regrettable at every turn. I have discovered that there is a very […]
So I am sitting on the sofa, alone. Kids in bed, hubby out with an old school chum. First glass of wine of the week (I know!!) launched and ready. […]
Too cold to go out? Try a SaveEveryStep Party-at-Home A nice bottle of wine or two, the company of friends or family and the comfort of your own home. Bring […]
I am dreaming of clean white walls, polished floorboards and crisp, pristine bed linen. Maybe some ambient lighting or a strategically placed cushion or two…. Instead I am trapped in […]
On the positive side, following a disastrous house move (more on that later), a holiday had never been more welcome. On the downside, an overly fastidious villa owner and a […]
So, we moved. I am making it sound like it was a walk in the park. Partly because the trauma of it all is still so fresh that I can […]
What a week. It started with an exercise which brought me right back down to earth – the harsh reality, it seems, of running one’s own business, is that you […]