The lovely thing about this house is the beginning-ness of it all. Here we are in a 120 year old house which waits patiently for us to fill it with memories. We’re not rushing to decorate or hang pictures, preferring to get a feeling for the place. (Yes, that might be code for ‘we haven’t finished unpacking because we’ve got no blooming time because we’ve got six children here most of the time and end up half-doing one box then disappearing to the beach.’)
But seriously, when you take on a house this big, with this much personality, you have to give it time. We spent ages trying to work out where one seaside sign should belong.
We’ve got so many plans for the house and the garden.
First of all there’s the whole chicken thing. I’ve written before about keeping chickens in your garden and since ours went to live with friends we’re all missing them. I’ve been looking at this and daydreaming about painting it a pale green.
Then there’s the apple tree. A huge Bramley apple tree which is groaning with fruit.
Garden Trading have the most gorgeous harvest season section on their website and I’ve been compiling my wishlist. We’ve got a huge two roomed cellar underneath the house and this apple store would be perfect:
And I want one of these because it’ll make baking the eleven billion apple pies I’ll have to make much more fun:
And I’m definitely buying one of these, because we have so many apples we’ll never be able to get through them and I want to leave it at the front gate with a ‘help yourself’ sign:
Every garden should have a bug house. This is gorgeous.
And last of all (I do hope the buying-me-presents fairies are reading) I want one of these:
I could spend an absolute fortune on the Garden Trading website. Better get on with writing and make one, really, hadn’t I?
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