Over the years, slowly but surely we have filled our little shack to capacity. We've bough all of our children home from hospital to this quaint house and now each bedroom is over flowing with their books and clothes and toys. The walls are a lovely shade of grey and speckled with boogers, our floorboards are almost completely destroyed and each wardrobe is a disgusting display of disorganisation and filth.
We've let things go and our place is totally run down.
Recently we decided that it was time for a freshen up and a little extension - An extra living space designed to catch the light and open up on to our back deck. We're also putting internal stairs down to the studio and second bathroom (currently external).
And here we are, all 5 of us living amongst the mess. An open ceiling, no lights in the dining room and seriously freezing drafts from everywhere.
In the evening we huddle under mohair blankets and Kantha quilts to stop our bones from shaking but in the mornings you'll find us here. Together at the kitchen table making paper aeroplanes, creating glamorous squiggle drawings and thawing out in the first light as it hits the dust on the floor.