In London, most of my friends are chronically dissatisfied with their lot and dream of a peaceful, less harried existence. They throw money at problems to make up for the hours that they spend working in jobs that they hate and are in a vicious circle of living to work and needing a high salary to maintain a lifestyle that they despise.
I am still bathing in the glow of having taken the plunge and escaped from the treadmill, my income has drastically reduced and I live in a completely different way now. But of course I have replaced the old dissatisfaction with a new anxiety; life is so comfortable and contented, I fear change. When life is pretty miserable change is intriguing rather than to be feared, but for the first time I would love for every thing to remain just as it is.
Unfortunately Because things are the way they are, things will not stay the way they are. (Brecht)
I am in rented accommodation in a high demand area and having a furry friend puts me in a precarious position, I'm only ever one unscooped poop away from oblivion.
It set me thinking about what I could do to lower my overheads and find somewhere that I would love equally if I were given my marching orders.
I've never lusted after grandeur in houses, I feel lost in big cold rooms, I like to be cuddled up, cosy and warm somewhere small and intimate. Although I do love other people to have large houses so that I can visit and enjoy big parties!
My idea of heaven are the Brambly Hedge houses. I was a teenager when the books were first published, so I can't claim that these books were part of my childhood, and yet I think that I have read all of them. They are so beautifully illustrated and each time that you look back at a page you find a new detail.
In my new fantasy there would be a luxury commune with all the community spirit and kindness, but with Frette sheets and good coffee.
There would be a spa where the therapists would receive all the treatment costs.
And a grotto with bubbling hot pools to host parties and serve chilled champagne
What is your most wild home fantasy?