Laura Ashley

Hydrangeas make me happy (but you can keep your straw bags)

Hydrangeas make me happy (but you can keep your straw bags)

How many pictures of the same pot of hydrangeas is too many for one post?

One?

Two?

Is nine okay? - Are nine okay? - Is nine okay? - Which is grammatically correct? - Do you know?

Anyway, moving swiftly on ... let's go with nine!

Side tables .... a middle-aged joy?

Side tables .... a middle-aged joy?

Pre-children, side tables were never on my radar. Why would they be? If I had a cup of tea, I could simply sit for a few minutes with it in my hand and drink it while it was hot. A glass of wine? Could be placed quite safely on the floor if I needed to put it down. Magazines could rest on the cushion next to me. And reading glasses? Well, pre-children I didn't really have a need for those either. So I deemed side tables the things of grown ups, mostly sitting neatly next to cushion-filled sofas with ornate lamps placed upon them ... and most definitely not required in our calm, toy-free, minimal apartment in Zürich.