Why is it that the first signs of Spring have us launching into nesting mode? Last weekend saw the South of England bathed in glorious sun...remember what that is? All of a sudden people emerged with lawnmowers and trowels (me included) to make good the effects of winter. I even tidied the front garden!
The back saw some action too as I planted 15 Lidl gladi bulbs (£1.15) and did a spot of pruning..
There's been activity indoors too, where there's been a sort out and jolly good clean. Blimey, you don't realise how many cobwebs there are until the sun comes out and shows just how much of a slattern you really are. Or is that just me then? Of course a visitor coming to stay, always prompts a quick dash round with the Hoover,(Auntie coming today) but the place felt so tired I had a bit of a change round and tried to view my home with fresh eyes.
I've prettied up the spare room and tried to make it look like a bedroom instead of an office, my computer's in here and the desk was laden with bank statements, tax return paperwork and other crap.
My least favourite room is the conservatory....a upvc box. In the winter it's Ice Station Zebra because there's no heating installed out there and in summer unbearably hot. When I venture in after the winter it's covered in cobwebs, dead insects and spider poo. Nice. I desperately want to do something with it because it is a useful dumping ground space but the main wall is made from ghastly upvc panels which I can't hang anything from or cover up easily. It's also home to the washing machine, which is awkward.
I have a tester pot of green paint as yet unopened, for the walls that I can decorate and I've ordered a couple of cushions. Radical, I hear you say. Ideally I'd like a sort of potting shed come garden room type of thing...is that madness? Ideas anyone?
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Despite the busyness at home I did pop out briefly to a favourite junk shop yesterday for a good old poke about.
As I was about to leave the lady inside said how nice it was that someone had spent time and had a proper look at all the stock...do you think the subtext was bloody hell you've been in here 30 minutes and not bought a sodding thing ?
Anyways I mosied on down to the next village to have another rummage in their vintage nook where I had more luck.
They had some racy titles
which I managed to resist, but this (1960's?) little French desk calendar had to come home with me..
Still in good working order, it was covered in decades worth of grime, but after a swab with a windolene soaked cotton bud and a wipe down, it's not looking bad. I googled Etablissements Nalet and they are still in business...depuis 69 ans, in fact.
I love it and think it's worth every penny of the five quid I paid for it. Have you bought anything for your home lately?