That Hampstead balcony though. I couldn’t agree more, I would also want what you want for my seven million.
The mad old bungalow looks FREEZING (and damp-smelling). And there are a lot of things to sit on in the Venice duplex. Marvellous as always Sophie, thank you.
I started defending that 'mad old bungalow' but stopped once I got to the pink room. And the yellow one. God, what are (some) people thinking! And I felt really sorry for the tiger who stares out the window - from such a great distance that it made me even sadder. I wondered if it's not so much a child's room now as the room left behind by a former child - by which I mean adult - leaving behind scattered remnants.
I love your tours of places I could never live in. It lifts me to hear echoes of my own thoughts.
I'll have the naval captain's house please. That kitchen floor... that fireplace... It's all perfect. I'd throw in a few grand for the entire contents and I would not change a single thing. I'd sit outside and soaking up the view, possibly while smoking a pipe and looking through a telescope.
That Venice property is so tempting - the library, the garden, the dream...... just a question of a few million euros now......
And astroturf - an abomination! You're so right and I point this out to garden design clients all the time - you're not meant to hoover the lawn. It's meant to get muddy in winter and possibly a bit patchy in summer. The whole point of lawns is that they're alive and soft and don't give you plastic burns when you slip over. Oh, and that they can cope with 'wildlife' - whether actually wild, or dogs and cats who pee on them. When people realise the reality of that, they soon change their minds... great post, as ever!
Pivoting to prawns as we speak.
Since starting to work in London I have a visceral reaction to daunt tote bags. Please I beg you all stop the influx
That Hampstead balcony though. I couldn’t agree more, I would also want what you want for my seven million.
The mad old bungalow looks FREEZING (and damp-smelling). And there are a lot of things to sit on in the Venice duplex. Marvellous as always Sophie, thank you.
I started defending that 'mad old bungalow' but stopped once I got to the pink room. And the yellow one. God, what are (some) people thinking! And I felt really sorry for the tiger who stares out the window - from such a great distance that it made me even sadder. I wondered if it's not so much a child's room now as the room left behind by a former child - by which I mean adult - leaving behind scattered remnants.
I love your tours of places I could never live in. It lifts me to hear echoes of my own thoughts.
How the other half live! All of them, please 😄
loved this 😂
I'll have the naval captain's house please. That kitchen floor... that fireplace... It's all perfect. I'd throw in a few grand for the entire contents and I would not change a single thing. I'd sit outside and soaking up the view, possibly while smoking a pipe and looking through a telescope.
In my naive provincial way, I look at the Hampstead house and all I can think is "But it's...semi-detached".
I think I'll tilt my beret at the Breton captain's house instead pls.
That Venice property is so tempting - the library, the garden, the dream...... just a question of a few million euros now......
And astroturf - an abomination! You're so right and I point this out to garden design clients all the time - you're not meant to hoover the lawn. It's meant to get muddy in winter and possibly a bit patchy in summer. The whole point of lawns is that they're alive and soft and don't give you plastic burns when you slip over. Oh, and that they can cope with 'wildlife' - whether actually wild, or dogs and cats who pee on them. When people realise the reality of that, they soon change their minds... great post, as ever!