Silence is very precious, when were all working so hard in our ghettos of mediocrity to simply live, we approach a point of exhaustion, we desperately need our days off, so we retire to our sanctuary's and try to relax. No so myself, as the work on the house continues and my grasped opportunity's to relax are far and few, and invariably permeated by the sound of incessant power tools and hammering. I have a headache.
Hope, in my case, and for that matter all of us can be found in Art and Design, and I am beginning to realise that theres a definite retro sixties look to Katie's furniture, so have elected to pick the wallpaper for the study myself, mind you she does not know this yet. Its all quite appropriate really as I may have said before the house was built in '63' so why alter perfection as far as I am concerned. Dad would be pleased.
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