Tuesday, 12 July 2011

Basket case

It's amazing what can cause stress, isn't it? For me, it used to be the whole getting up for work and travelling halfway across the country for work thing.  Not now.

Now it's all about bookcases.

Bookcases.

Thousands* of them.

In my house.

It's all part of the final push to get Father in Law WithaY's house sold - the contracts are exchanged this Friday - so we have been clearing the last things out.  Our friend with a van** came over last night and he and Mr WithaY went back and forth to Dorset a couple of times to bring everything back.  The last time we were down there, I thought we'd pretty much cleared everything out, but it seems I was wrong.  Oh, how very wrong.





It took two trips, one with a van AND a LandRover, the other with just the van, and now my house looks like Steptoe and Son live here.

In the style of Hello Magazine, allow me to show you around my gracious home.

As you enter the house, you are met by an original arrangement of furniture in the hallway.


Bookcases.  Here, let us walk around them and admire them more fully.



They certainly add to the overall cosy feel of the place, I think.

Step into the sitting room and admire our library.  In a trailblazing and somewhat daring move, we aren't using the bookcases to store the books.  No, we prefer to use boxes.  On the floor.




Why yes, that IS a book about King Tutankhamun on the top there.  Every home should have one.  In fact, I will sell you this one if you want it.  Hell, you can have it for free.

Back into the hall, squeeze past the bookcases and step into the kitchen.  I'd offer you a seat at the dining table, but as you see, we are currently hosting a modern art installation. It's called Too Much Bleach and Four Tea Services.  I'm not certain what the artist is trying to say with it.




Can you see what is lurking on the bottom left corner of the table?  It's a rather teasing shot there, but I won't keep you in suspense longer than I have to.



It's a Wurzels album!  On vinyl!  In Mono! 
And it has sleeve notes.  Forgive the terrible photograph, my hands were shaking.



I can't decide whether to bury it at dead of night under a rowan tree, put it on eBay or have it framed forever.

Turning away from the art installation, we see the eclectic mix of kitchenware across every work surface.




Handy.

And of course, big jugs are always nice to look at***.

Back into the hallway - another glimpse of those bookcases - and let's peek into Mr WithaY's study.  Mmmm.  The perfect relaxing little corner to sit and study, or listen to music****.




I have spent much of today hiding upstairs, ineffectually tidying up my own study, which I am turning into a sewing room.  So far all I have managed to do is shove my sewing table into the corner, with a nasty CRACK as one of the legs got stuck on the carpet (the table's, not mine) and slide my new computer desk into place. 

I keep telling myself it's all temporary.  This too will pass.  And all that stuff.

Until then, I will be in here, where there aren't dozens of bookcases, bizarre records and boxes of frankly mental belongings in every corner.  Well, there are, but at least they are all mine, and I know why they're there. 














*Not thousands.  But more than I am comfortable with.

**Hello Ed!

***Apologies, big boob porn seekers

****Or play Portal 2 or Call of Duty. 


6 comments:

Middle Sis said...

I'll have to Portmerion dish, it'll go with my dinner service. Try covering the rest with an attractive throw.
.....Or just attractively throw it all out!

livesbythewoods said...

The Portmerion dish and the little Worcester dish with lid are mine, cheeky monkey. I'll make you a lasagne in the square one next time you visit.

tpals said...

I'd take the King Tut book but the shipping cost would be prohibitive.

I feel for your distress; two weeks of having my house undergoing structural repairs and the mad mess just about drove me out.

rachel said...

At first glance, I thought you had photographed my house, until I saw that album cover......

Maybe your Middle Sis could come and help advise on my own packing? She has the right approach.

chinecats said...

Hi
Don't quite know how I came across your blog, but it was worth it for the laugh!
ps, I love book shelves! (I'm a librarian!)

livesbythewoods said...

tpals, I am sad to report that the King Tut book has been squirrelled away by Mr WithaY.

Rachel, for a small fee I will effect an introduction. She likes cake.

chinecats, hello! Welcome. Glad you're enjoying it. I like book shelves too, but I do think you can have too much of a good thing.