The hopefully soon-to-be kitchen has been cleared ready for the action of painting and floor laying. In the meantime, we have nowhere vaguely warm to eat. So I created a space upstairs for this. The background is of abstract stripped walls and there is limited floor space for dogs to sit and beg so they will just have to refrain from this pathetic acitivity.
One of these photos has not come out properly and is pants but I've included it because it shows the more romantic bistro type atmosphere which pervades here in the evening, as M takes up his ukelele and croons to me softly whilst he gently passes wind following the evening repast I have lovingly prepared him, and I bask contendly in the atmosphere.
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