Today, more frantic purchasing at Ikea. A kitchen butchers block, a long shelf with concealed fixings, a new bathroom cabinet, and a billy bookcase in birch to go with the birch Pax Brevis wardrobe I bought on Thursday before I spent Friday wishing to die somewhere quiet where there was lots of Olbas oil and honey and lemon Tunes. It is very very large and deep and all good things.
SEP, I don't think we have Robin stuff here that isn't office furniture. Maybe they change the names in different countries. Anyway, it's deep, two metres tall and has either curtains or splendid foldy doors of a very cool kind. It's all particle board and veneer, but it will serve.
Those evil Swedish bastards. It's a good job I love them.
Also, the room colours are decided. The chimney breast will be in copper, which is darker than the name suggests, The rest --warm apricot with a 20% emulsion wash in cream on it. Never tried the emulsion wash thing. Hope it works. Then a broad band of copper at dado rail height to draw the eye away from the plaster defects.
I can't take the lining paper off because the Victorian plaster falls off if you're not very careful. It means replastering the whole wall and I can't face it.
Next, purchasing a bed for the spare room before the flatmate moves in. It's a good thing I have this new credit card with the 0% rate. Or perhaps a bad thing...
Just saw Gillian Anderson on London Tonight and holy mother of *God*, she sounds English. Gone totally native. Her blood is probably about 90% tea and digestive crumbs by now.
Seriously, it's very, very odd. She's gone all Kate Winslet.
And she's on BBC Breakfast Time tomorrow, which I will also be awake for -- although this is only because the brand new v. shiny washing machine
(BOOOM!) HAAAAALLLELUJAH! HALLELUJAH! HALLELUJAHHALLELUJAH! HAL-AAAY-AAY-LUUU-JAH!
is being delivered tomorrow and they can come any time from 7am. Otherwise, you wouldn't see me for duvet.
And now HUZZAH! Next, an episode of Farscape I have never seen! Heaven smiles upon me. *g*