The wall paper and curtains matched in this room. they were both a Sanderson pattern of little brown and gold flowers and leaves. Very 1970s. Sadly we had a few rolls of the paper left over from our first flat, and the curtains fitted the window in the new house. We thought it would be stylish and inexpensive to have a feature wall or two with the wallpaper then decorate the rest with painted woodchip paper. It might have looked reasonable if we hadn't inherited a foul brown carpet from the elderly previous owner. I couldn't bring myself to draw the 1950s style yellow circles and spots, or the bald patches, so it looks quite refined. Allow your mind to fill every flat surface in the picture with flowers, spots, circles and stripes in clashing shades and you will get the idea. Actually, don't.
I have just noticed that I have been wearing the same outfit for several months in this blog. I must apologise for this, but it was my favourite as it had an elastic waist as well as being easy to wash. I carried on wearing it until it went in holes. Then I cut out the nice bits and used them for patchwork. Waste not want not. (My grandmother again).
I seem to have drawn a miniature apple tree on the window sill. It was a jade plant in fact so I don't know what I was up to. Probably wishful thinking, as we had a pocket handkerchief sized garden.
I painted the bathroom stool that fetching shade when I was off sick from work for a week, before kids, but felt well. I was bored to tears and did loads of those little jobs which you can live without doing, such as painting the bathroom stool British Racing Green (really).
The reason I was at home was that I had little red spots all over and the doctor said it was German Measles. He told me that I was highly contagious and must not leave the house until the spots had gone. I didn't, and the spots stuck around as well. After a week I phoned the doctor. After careful thought he revised his diagnosis to "pityriasis rosea" which apparently is little red spots in Latin... I went back to work where I was unpopular for being away for a week, being bouncy with health and having contagious looking spots.
I felt misjudged on so many levels!
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