Some things you might be able to discern in the half-light:
1. Some flowery bedlinen, daringly teamed with some stripy pillow cases. Apparently this is a 'hot' trend this season, according to the latest Living Etc. Of course I've had this look for at least a month already, which I'm choosing to take as a sign of my amazing fashion-forwardness, rather than a sign of the fact that I only had enough money for two new pillow cases last time I was in Habitat.
2. A picture of two chairs in front of some clocks, which I artfully cut out of a magazine and put in a frame. I'm terribly creative.
3. Fairy lights. I love fairy lights, they are god's own lighting system. Everything looks sexy if it's festooned with fairy lights. Just like parsnips, fairy lights should very much not be restricted to the Christmas season.
4. Books. They are: The Undercover Economist by Tim Harford, North Face of Soho by Clive James, The Cold War by John Lewis Gaddis, The Picts and the Scots by Lloyd and Jennifer Laing (warning: shocking typos throughout), The Lunar Men by Jenny Uglow, The System of the World by Neal Stephenson, 1599: A Year in the Life of William Shakespeare by James Shapiro, Shaggy Blog Stories compiled by Mike Atkinson, Welcome to The Machine by Tim Footman, Reload: Rethinking Women and Cyberculture by Mary Flanagan and Austin Booth, and something called Scion Hero, which doesn't seem to be a book so much as a set of instructions for a role-playing game.
5. Magazines. The Economist, Elle Decoration, Living Etc and Wired.
6. A brochure for the Nairn Book & Arts Festival, where my Dad will be signing copies of his book next Tuesday 12th June.
7. A lamp from M&S. It broke once, but I put in a new 3 amp fuse and it worked again. I'm terribly resourceful.
8. Two red, pink and gold 'Matryoshka' boxes from Habitat. The less said about these the better, since - as Marsha Klein rightly notes - they are the most expensive cardboard boxes ever conceived by man. Not just any man, mind. Marcel Wanders, apparently. I don't know who he is, but he has no qualms about charging £85 for six cardboard boxes. What idiot would pay that sort of money for six cardboard boxes? Oh.
9. A pair of beaded flip-flops.
10. The window.
11. Some fluff.
Not shown: An overweight cat, some Tea Tree Oil Mattifying Moisture Gel, the Eiffel Tower, Benjamin Franklin inventing the lightning rod, weevils, Superman.
An overweight cat, not in Patroclus's bedroom, yesterday.
12 comments:
It all looks wonderful - far better than the bombsite that's our bedroom - well, my side of the bed anyway.....
It does look very pleasant, but it also looks ever so slightly on fire, which is a touch unnerving.
That cat looks like it's lost weight to me. Must be the gruelling binbag shredding exercise program you've got it on.
It's just holding its stomach in for the camera.
How intriguing, especially the selection of magazines and books.
Aaaah, what a gorgeous cat on a gorgeous red carpet.
I love your bedroom posts.
That sounds odd.
*signs off*
Bloggingjames: Ah yes, not all of them mine, I hasten to add. I'm not a very prolific reader of books these days.
FR: Yes, both cat and rug come off quite well in that photo, I thought.
I'd love some fairy lights but I have to ask - have you ever found said cat or indeed any cat trying to eat them? I am worried that fairy lights might result in fried kitty.
GSE, happily the cat shows no interest at all in chewing the fairy lights: it restricts its chewing activities to a) bin bags, b) my hair and c) kitchen rolls.
rosa loves binbags, and carrier bags, and bubble wrap. Occasionally we get shrink wrapped poo, which worries me. Mits only eats newspaper. Someone did once chew through some headphones though, hence cabling concerns.
My cat Rustle has a penchant for fairy lights. We have some slung underneath our glass dining table for that year-round Christmas effect, but they've had to be rewired about six times. I'm sure she'll electrocute herself at some point, but she won't learn.
She's also partial to mobile phone chargers (preferably brand new) and computer mice (hey, you've gotta go with the technological upgrades...)
your bedroom is lovely lovely lovely. and we seem to have cat twins - unless he's secretly living with both of us, taking the train from warwick down to london every day. maybe that's why he's portly - what with both of us feeding him
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