It's difficult to take photos of my home. It's a small one bedroom flat and I have to stand in awkward positions to get some shots BUT I promised photos of my beloved ducks in their new home and felt I had better deliver.
In the pic on the left you can see my vertigo poster, tiki cushion, disintegrating couch, componibili and stylish red ashtray. Smoking is not allowed in my home but it was cheap and I bought it for Dave and guests to use outside but now don't want it tarnished with filthy, stinky ash.
I like how most of the things in my home have been blogged about here. In this pic you can see my blossoming tiki area in the distance. It's above the fish tank and complimented by some of Ebbo's tiki art. The Woodstock poster is proudly displayed on the wall and the ducks fly majestically towards paradise.
I think Wreford, my dwarf hamster's home is quite funky as far as hamster cages go. It sits upon our Alex drawer units from Ikea, which I've found out are incredibly popular in the blog world (or at least the blogs I follow).
I commented on 1950s Atomic Ranch House yesterday about liking things that other people don't like. Our flying ducks are one of these things.
Although popular enough for us to struggle obtaining a set, these Keele Street Pottery ducks from the 50s are 'unfashionable' enough to have caused a bit of debate around here. Our friends think they're incredibly old-fashioned and out of place in our otherwise modern home. Well, that's part of why we love them. They are also one of the few vintage things my husband actually likes and the fact we sought them out together makes them even more special to me.
I'm quite happy with my place when it's tidy. When it's not (which is sadly quite often) I bemoan the fact that I never have any space to put anything but when I think about it, I'm actually quite happy I've been forced to keep possessions to a minimum. I manage to display some of my little treasures on my bookshelves.
I'll leave it up to you to find where I've blogged about all these things - it'd be like a treasure hunt... without a prize at the end.