Growing up, I noticed my mother had a natural affinity with plants. She had about fifty of them, spilling from the house into the garden in mismatched pots. On weekends she’d tend to them lovingly, talking and singing to them, softly and often out…
It’s possible that I have an unhealthy obsession with cushions. I’m unable to walk past cushions in a homewares shop without stopping to consider and, sometimes, caress them. Weird, I know. I can’t explain it, except to say that cushions are so soft and…
When we bought our 1940s post-war house – one of many originally built to accommodate returned servicemen and their families – we inherited an unsightly fireplace, complete with a retro-tiled hearth and bricked-up firebox. After coming across this fireplace makeover on Young House Love, we were inspired to remodel ours too,…
