Well hello Everybody, how are you? This week the little houses have been hanging out, reading magazines and spouting all kinds of both helpful and not so helpful advice at me. They have told me what I ought to be wearing, what I should be eating and how my hair needs to be cut and coloured. I suggested that they have a good look at the sections about interiors to see if any of it applies to them. They are now quietly reflecting on this. Shall we have some tea and let this week’s tale unfold?
Living on the Edge 185; La Vie En Rose…
If there was one thing Marion loved more than anything in the whole wide world it was making things look better. She was a born stylist. It gave her a great feeling of satisfaction to know that she had improved a place with, say, a bit of paint here, a new shelf there or best of all; a complete make over…..
She wasn’t exactly what one would call bossy, she just knew how things should look.
Case in point: on Tuesday this week she began a three phase restyle of her neighbourhood. First she persuaded the sky to divide itself in two to form a colour block look which, she assured everyone, was very fashionable. On Wednesday, despite not quite having everyone on board, she set about wallpapering the lower third of the mountainside.
And then, as Thursday dawned, the villagers awoke to a written request to paint themselves a dark charcoal colour. All except Martin who was to be neon rose as an ‘accent colour’.
“More like a blot on the landscape,” huffed Martin “This is the last straw. Who does she think she is? Well, I am not having any more of her nonsense. I outright refuse to be an accent of any kind”…
Oh dear…
This piece is currently in residence at The White Chalk Gallery in Devizes if you’re over that way this weekend and want to visit. xxx