Howsomeever, back to the title. Well, when you are working on a nearly flat battery and cant really do much other than move from chair to chair, your eyes land on .....
The bedroom curtains you put up when you moved in. Dark, well one has to have dark curtains come the Spring time dawn which shines in at about 6 a.m. now and will get earlier, and by June it never gets dark.
We put up our maps in the entrance hall, which do come in handy when we get knocks on the door from numerous delivery people wanting to know where ???? Satnavs do not work round here. Drivers are sent by them down cart tracks to ruined houses. And the map on the left, which is a 1949 Ordnance Survey map depicts many of the places they want to go to.
Also in our entrance hall is the meter cupboard, an essential for the meter reader, the mirror, one should always check ones image before venturing out, and the dreadful dried flower arrangement, with peacock feathers, which my Mother would throw her hands up in horror as being very bad luck.
Once one is allowed in as far as the inner hallway which is swamped with art work, photography, and this again, awful dried flower/false flower arrangement
Into the sitting room, one thing we would never dream of changing, Minerva McGonagall on the leather chair. Also in the sitting room, a three seater and two seater leather settees, easily cleanable, unlike material sofas, equals no fleas.....
Our antiques. inherited, and precious, (despite my frequent visits to websites to see if they are worth something.) (Dont care how precious they are once they hit the over £100 tara.)
My lovely, evergrowing, nurtured, plants in the kitchen.
My Orchid collection on the kitchen windowsill (theres twice as many elsewhere, waiting for them to reburgeon themselves, which they will...) (well they have before).
And then you look out of the window and see the remains of the Dawn Patrollers Wild Flower Meadow.
And as you meander, having a sit down every three steps, not forgetting to take your antibiotic, you really wish you had the energy to clean, dust, vacuum cat, remove awful crap, get a man in with a scythe, begin to hate orchids, read every book, again, on the book shelves, change the curtains, go make a few cushions, paint every wall sunshine yellow, drink a glass of wine.......and its the last one wins.