I love sushi's Profile

I'm sure this chair does appeal to the kind of women who find shoes irresistible. They are marine level experts at putting style over comfort.

Still, very pretty, almost bridal.

Variegated sausage dog: 'Hey, this photo is gonna be for a famous home design blog. You want them looking at your butt?'
Chubby brown sausage dog: 'Then maybe should have checked your ear was the right way up.'
Variegated sausage: 'Damn.'

OMG smurf-lamp. It shall be mine.

Master Craftsmanship ahoy!

(Sorry.)

This is AMAZING. Nowadays people can't make a damn thing without mastic, so no nails has blown me away.

This is bananas. Not the quitting your job and moving for love thing, which I admire, but the trying to fit both your lives into this space.

Reckon the only way to manage it would be like said earlier start from scratch, both of you cull your possessions with ruthlessness, and use the space all the way to the ceiling effectively. That blue coving could have a line of shelves right across it. Get smaller appliances, built in.

However this is a lot of attention and money to lavish on the place if you see yourselves moving anytime soon in the future.

This house is like a love letter to chairs and art. Really like it.

Plus the gorgeous veteran, white bearded dogfaces. Bless!

Paint's just paint. It's the equivalent of a large gnome. Be grateful for the restrictions you do have.

See any Victorian suburb in the UK and you will get to see people burdened by the garish improvements of past owners wanting to make their terraced 'castle' stand out. I mainly despair about anachronistic modifications to Victorian buildings like slapdash pebbledash, ripped out bay windows inexplicably made to look like the bow window of an olde Englishe coffee shop, and simulated stone cladding in My Little Pony colours.

Just when you thought it was over, the new kind of butchery is people getting their houses rendered with a little plaque in relief, possibly showcasing an image of a squirrel or West Ham football team's crest, and sticking in white uPVC sash windows with stuck on detailing which turns yellow and drops off, or brown uPVC with fake leaded lights.

If this makes me sound like a snob, then that's because I am, but it's more about the permanent loss of the historical features. If people want to put a concrete wishing well in their front garden or paint their door pink and purple spots, or stick on fake shutters, or stick a lion on their gatepost, it's not my bag but it's not forever.

I'm sorry to intervene but that red telephone box could so easily as previously mentioned become a tardis. I must speak out.

Stop appropriating the most superficial aspects of my culture and embrace it more meaningfully with a box set of Doctor Who, and something unrecognisable in a pie.

Wonderful.

I've always heard of those as Summer Rolls. I LOVE them. Near London Bridge there is a Vietnamese cafe that sells them and banh mi at lunchtimes. There is always a queue out the door and into the street!