|Front Room - Day 1|
Friday, 13 January 2012
So there we were, a house of our own, boxes (mostly) unpacked and a whole load of dreams about the untold possibilities for making our mark... Then we realised we didn't have ANY money to put any of our dreams into action, and that our house would have to remain like this:
I would look at beautiful cushions in shops and then gasp at the price tags, I looked at our sad furniture that had seen better days and despaired... BUT still determined to turn our chintzy (and not in a good way), nicotine stained house complete with back garden jungle into the home of our dreams, I decided to have a go at making things myself.