I took these photos aaaaages ago but, inspired by Aimee and Alice, I've finally got around to posting them. My house is still very much a work in progress, which is slightly frustrating, given that I've owned it for well over 18 months now. But there are just never enough hours in the day to get everything done so I'm trying not to beat myself up about it too much.
Things that I have learnt whilst doing up my house: I have an obscene obsession with fancy candles; I love colour SO much and would happily live in a multicoloured haven for the rest of my life; I would rather sit on the sofa than paint walls; All-white walls do not have to look like you live in an asylum.
That photo of the booze tray was taken a wee while ago now. The vodka has been replaced by three different bottles of gin. Gin is king. The Le Creuset dish refuses to fit in any cupboard that I own and is therefore permanently on display. It is very pretty though so I think that's ok.
Eventually I want to cover the entire dining room wall with prints and pictures but this is as faras I've got for now. I do have about 20 prints sitting in packing tubes, just waiting to be framed. So, waiting until I win the lottery then, given the price of framing. The Shelf of Almighty Booze may not be a permanent feature but, for now, I do quite like it. My favourite wines, unusual bottles and bottles that remind me of happy times are all represented. The scrabble box is the first in what I hope will be a long line of board games. Love a good board game. The shelves, however, must go. And soon!
I don't think I've ever posted my crazy rainbow spindles on here and that is quite clearly an utter tragedy. Those, plus the canvasses (the idea was inspired by Submarine) are quite possible my favourite part of the whole house. Life is nothing without a spectrum of colour.
So, that's a little insight into my small South Manchester home for you. Part Two in a VERY occasional series of posts that I'd like to make more regular. You can find the first part here.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to watch the Olympic opening ceremony again and do emotional sobs into my coffee. LYMPICS I MISS YOU!
