It's been ages.
I've had to have some time away from all of this.
Blogging's a funny thing. I have a love/hate relationship with all that is social media/blogging type stuff.
Sometimes I read what I've written, days or months after the event, and think to myself 'did I really write that?' Cringe. Fortunately I have a husband who fires me a warning shot if I write something that sounds self centred. I don't mean to. He's great at doing that. He can't stand social media. He doesn't see its point other than as a vehicle for people to show off. I'm not sure that's true in all cases, but it does often portray a distorted view of life. My intention is to share ideas, whether mine or those of others, not to make it about me.
Therein lies my dilemma with social media. Life is not the perfect picture that one always reads/sees. We are drawn to looking in to other people's worlds but only from the perspective that is portrayed through a picture or words of their choice. This can be very misleading.
What's my point? I'm not sure. I'm just arguing with myself as I always do on this subject. In reality, I love a good nosy in to other people's worlds whether fact or fiction. As I sit reading my flashy interiors magazines I snarl as I read that the homeowner is yet another PR Agency MD or City Financier or Corporate Lawyer, yet at the same time I love just a small glimpse into the world they inhabit, choosing to forget that they still have to go to the loo, just like me! They are all shiny and irritatingly good looking, dripping in designer chic and just too darn tidy to be true! The 'Get the Look' section always features Poliform, Eames originals, Kartell etc. etc. Just the antidote to my normal, less than perfect, untidy make do and mend world.
I sneer at the Sunday papers, reading the property supplements with the 'affordable' places to live in the UK, the cheapest rarely less than half a million! Affordable for whom? I still read them though, secretly imagining purchasing that Primrose Hill designer pad once owned by a famous actress.
Where are the 'normal' people? (I'm not suggesting any of the demographic above does not include some very normal people...)
Maybe, like me, these people have a good old google for discount codes and any offer going. Perhaps behind the sleek lines and designer label fronts are houses full of Ikea and TK Maxx, dust and un-ironed washing piles!
I've recently got rid of the mustard that had started to dominate our house. The beginning of the end of this beautiful yet brief fling began when I caught a little snippet of Eastenders, having ditched the soap some time ago, and noticed a mustard wall at the Queen Vic or Phil's house or somewhere. Not Primrose Hill. Walford, somewhere near the Arches!
After a short lived (about 4 hours to be exact!) dalliance with a light grey (too much grey with grey kitchen units) wall replacing the mustard wall in the kitchen, I have gone for brilliant white. Excuse the poor photo quality. My camera is on the blink. The story may not end here. I'm forever on the hunt for the next suitable colour to try out.
As for discounts, I used a discount code to purchase two new light shades from Graham and Green www.grahamandgreen.co.uk/silvia-white-shades as seen above the table and below. This offered and extra 15% discount. I featured these shades some time back in a blog.
I also grabbed £10 discount at Made.com http://www.made.com/ponoma-cotton-bedspread-with-pom-poms-indigo1 by signing up for their email updates. I usually avoid this unless there's a promise of money off!
Just as an aside, I'm on the hunt for some storage solutions for the ten tons of lego that have escaped the hoover bag! In the true spirit of the summer holidays, and after a minor rant about the amount of lego that is broken in to a million pieces after hours of careful construction and the relative monetary value of said lego now in a million pieces, I tasked my 6 year old with the job of sorting the lego by colour today, with my help. As a family with more than a slight collective hint of OCD (I kid you not) this task was actually quite satisfying. All that now remains is to find a suitable method of storage, an alternative to the hoover bag!