I’m afraid I’ve spent the past hour plotting the decoration of the new rectory again. (consider it my version of virtual cycling).
When I first walked away from the house in Dunblane, I thought that irony might be the only way to approach the strong 1960s features (walnut pelmets, bedroom sinks, a vintage kitchen…) But, the kindness of the vestry means that things will be much improved.
I am glad.
But there’s one thing I have that was just perfect for the old kitchen that won’t do at all in the new…
So I share it here instead.