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Boxes, Boxes Everywhere!

A cliche, I know. But don't most men have a man cave? A shed, a study, the pub, or even just a man- drawer as so wickedly drawn by the comedian Michael McIntyre. A place for 'stuff'- man stuff- batteries, wires that will never be connected to anything again, stuff they are going to repair but never will, little bottles of superglue with the lids superglued on etc etc. Well, this is Rob's:

I've only recently come across this because we are moving house next week and the garage has had to be opened up in order to have a clear out. Having moved only last October and filled a skip at the old house, I cannot believe all of the boxes and tools and 'stuff' we've accumulated again. Most of these boxes haven't been opened since last October and I haven't a clue what's in some of them. We've survived without them for the past 9 months, yet we can't bring ourselves to get rid of them!

This is just the tip of the iceberg. As I write I have retreated to our room at the top of the house, the only one as yet untouched by boxes and piles of stacked furniture. As someone who loves to be surrounded by order and beauty, and who loves to make a home for her family, this chaos is unsettling and unnerving. Our new home will hopefully be a sanctuary away from the noise of town and back in the countryside where we've always lived since we moved here 6 years ago. But until we get there, there're another few days of chaos to go. 

Everything is bare and just waiting to be unscrewed from the wall to pack.

Everything is bare and just waiting to be unscrewed from the wall to pack.


Pictures stacked waiting to be re hung in their new home.

Pictures stacked waiting to be re hung in their new home.

But of course, 'home' is not just defined by objects, treasured or otherwise, arranged in rooms- it's also a feeling, that alchemy you get when you walk into your home and experience that warm sensation of belonging, of comfort, of familiarity, of a place that reflects who you are and your place in this world. Today, in order to get away from the house, I spent most of the day in Coffeesmith- surrounded by lovely regulars, drinking Oskar's new experimental Espresso Tonic (very refreshing, ask him to make you one!), in a comfy seat listening to Phil's eclectic musical choices, enjoying the smell of cinammon buns coming out of the oven, typing away on my Macbook, working on an exciting business plan. It felt like home to me.

And I concluded that the only 'people' who actively like packing-boxes, are cats....

Charles enjoys a snooze in a box of rugs.

Charles enjoys a snooze in a box of rugs.

See you all on the other side, next Monday! 

SARAH x