I have a fixation with others peoples homes.
I am fascinated about what lays behind other people’s curtains and I unashamedly peer in through open doors as I walk along the street.
Take me to the countryside and I am even worse! Sod the historic castles, the meandering sheep and the breathtaking scenery, it’s the houses that grab me every time.
What would my dream house be like?
Oh bloody Nora… the mere thought gets my knickers in a right twist!
Well firstly, it would have a sea view and a huge garden edged with lots of sweet smelling flowers, a field next door, with perhaps some wildlife. Nothing too noisy though mind you, some mute sheep and horses would be super.
It would be made of wood, like those American deep South ones, have two floors plus a cellar for storing crap, and wide wrap around porch where I’d sit on my day bed sipping Mint Julips, whatever the hell they are…
Open fires, white floorboards, squashy sofas, huge shuttered windows and fabulous colourful art displayed on white walls.
A kick-ass Nigella Lawson-stylie kitchen, bursting with utensils, pots, ingredients on open shelves, cookbooks, fairy lights, turquoise paper lanterns, my children’s artwork and there would be a huge oak kitchen table, battered and bruised with our memories.
It would be in the Gower, my fave part of South Wales, where sheep wander into your garden and there’s a surplus of nubile, semi-clad surfer dudes milling around.
An en-suite bathroom with windows overlooking the sea. Yes I’d occasionally be flashing my thrupney bits, but those sheep are mute remember!
It would be filled with stylish Danish vintage furniture and junk shop brick-a-brack.
I’d have a kick-ass music system installed for wild kitchen discos and relaxed Sunday morning radio sessions.
It would be cozy as buggery.
There’d be books, books everywhere.
Have a never-empty wine fridge, bursting with Chablis, Sauv, Champagne and chocolate milk.
It would be clean.
It would be home.
P.S. Not sure if my real estate agent could wangle this but if at all possible I’d like a Bradley Cooper or, at a push (Ha bloody Ha) aMatthew McConaughey installed in the master bedroom too!
Now it’s your turn… tell me, what would your dream house JUST HAVE to have?