Fantasy plays a strong part in my life, inspiration drawn from the top end of the 'sensible idea scale' weaves a rich and exciting fault line through my self.
Where 'common sense' fall most heavily afoul is the aspirational dream, I've recently got to thinking how much of my life could and has passed by without succumbing to whims that to most would be fantasy pure and simple, the answer, heartwarmingly is, not much.
A lazy Sunday picking through Dirt magazine and Country Homes, drinking so much Earl Grey that I deserve an award....
I'm also very pleased to announce that my record player is working, is there anything finer than spinning the wheels of steel. No.
So tonight I think I will busy myself looking for that 'right move' the house I can make a home and raise a family, and one month before my 30th Birthday, it cant come too soon.
Next post will include charity shop finds, chickens, wood burning stoves, alpine bikes and baking bread.
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