Working on the Hygge

Last night we had an unexpected power cut that lasted until the morning. Slight panic set in as I was faced with a phone that only had 2% battery and an evening of no TV/ internet, I felt at a loss. But in fact I had such a beautiful night with my husband, once he…

Dear Pinterest…

If you’re anything like me you have an extensive Pinterest ‘I will one day make’ list. When I get excited about something I may have a slight tendency towards getting a little carried away. Read slight and little as huge thunderous, unstoppable ball of raging determination, frantic brainstorming/ pinning. Copious Pixlr collages later and no…

Just call me Banksy.

I’m having a bit of a love affair with spray paint at the moment, or to quote my husband “bloody hell, it’s like living with fucking Banksy”. Mint is my colour of the month. With a touch of pink thrown into the mix for a lovely contrast. The spray paint I have used is Montana…

Commitment to the cause.

Sometimes, well, most of the time if we’re honest, interior design/ redecorating/ upcycling isn’t a beautiful Instagrammed image or an article in a wonderful book you discover at the Library. It’s mess, it’s mistakes, it’s saying fuck much too often and calling yourself/ others an idiot. It’s dressing yourself up as what would appear to…

Pretty things.

I’ve had one of those kinds of days that from the outside must seem very unremarkable, but on the inside I feel I have achieved things, had a lovely time with the girls and just enjoyed a great start to the week. We went to Truro, which is Cornwall’s equivalent to the big city I…

Good things come to those that wait.

Today has been about making mess. Creative mess, but mess all the same. Due to high winds and rather chilly conditions I was forced to spray paint bits and pieces for Eula’s room in the Kitchen, thus creating a house of toxic gasses. Children were banished to swimming with my husband. I found this vintage…

Tiny inspiration.

As I move closer to the fun part of decorating Eula’s room, the main bulk of painting is done, just the woodwork left, I find myself shopping around for inspiration. I stand in a very tiny white box and wonder what it can become. Already just by painting over the Farrow&Ball Green Ground it has…

Nancy’s world.

I wanted to create a space for Nancy that she could be proud of. Somewhere to read her books, play Sylvanians and act out her dreams.  I think I’ve achieved this. If you ever come to visit, chances are a curly topped little lady with enthusiastically greet you at the door and instantly ask ‘Do…

Good things to feed the soul.

  The weather has turned, the cold is creeping in. A busy morning of the girls crafting and taking forever to get dressed was followed by gymnastics and a brisk country walk to seek out chickens and pigs. Home then to the promise of hot chocolate and a fire. The girls hung out in the…