Thursday 21 February 2013


We have a house. It has a big tree with whooshing wind at the bottom of the garden. It has a garage with electricity and a sink which will be my studio. It has built in cupboards in which to store our shite. It has a dishwasher. It has wooden floors. It has central heating AND cooling. It is not ugly. It is fairly cheap and it has a sheltered little stoep outside of my studio, overlooking the garden with the big tree, on which I shall sit and smoke cigarettes. We will rent this house until we can afford to buy our own. I am happy.

This is not our furniture
This pic of our back yard must have been taken in winter as the grass is green and the big tree is bare. In summer the grass is brown and the big tree is ever so leafy and shady.