Over the Easter holidays, I started trying to make my room a bit nicer, more Me. In Stage 1, I made the 'other' bedside table prettier and not so 'other'. This has resulted in me reading in bed a whole lot more. This is good.
Stage 2 I just had to Do. An imminent visit from the parents finally spurred me on. My cane chair was a gift from them for my 10th birthday, and very much loved. However, when I left home (really the other way around, but I won't go into that here) the chair went with the parents. In their current residence it was languishing, so on one visit when mum asked if there was anything of mine I would like them to bring down, I asked for this. Ah, the nostalgia! And then it sat in the spare room for a while. Which was nice for the spare room and anyone who stayed there. But I felt this corner of my room could do with a chair. A cane chair. From my childhood.
The cushion needs a new cover - hence the black and white bedspread. Perhaps Stage 2a will be a new cushion cover, and washing the other cushion covers while I'm at it. I do rather like having the cheerful Fergus smiling at me, too. Now I am really looking forward to Sunday afternoon when I'll have a chance to curl up and read.
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