A peek into the workshop – my salvaged sitting area

craft room at chapter37

This post instantly puts a song in my head from My Fair Lady. I want to twirl around with a basket of flowers in the middle of the street and sing… All I want is a room somewhere… Far away from the cold night air. With one enormous chair, Aow wouldn’t it be lovely? Lots of chocolates for me to eat, lots of coal makin’ lots of heat, warm face, warm hands, warm feet, Aow wouldn’t it be lovely? Aow so lovely sittin’ abso-bloomin-lutley still. I would never budge ’till Spring… Crept over me windowsill… In the interest of preserving my neighbors from the indignation of seeing me twirl in the streets, I’ll resist the urge and leave it to my imagination. Shall I tell you where these lovely little delights of mine came from? I know you’re just perishing to know, so lets start with the mirror. I got … Continue reading