Hello, how are you? Wow it’s been a while. So tell me what have you been doing and how is everyone?
I miss you, I love you, you are my world. In this life and the next, I will find you and destroy your happiness. He was mine till you killed our love with poison words.
That is why I love writing because WORDS are powerful, wonderful, thought provoking, exciting and so many more emotive thoughts. The written word can enrage or soothe, excite or scare, teach or spread propaganda.
Used in a positive way I find words soothe me as in song words .
I write for children with tales of wonder wrapped in fact
I write for adults of facts woven with artistic licence.
I write poetry to expand and please the mind
I write fact for us to remember lives as they were before all is lost.
I write because that’s who I am.
Write a short story a week. It’s not possible to write 52 bad short stories in a row.”
Some time has passed since we last spoke, for that I am extremely sorry. I have not been in the mood to write, if I am to be honest I am not sure where I have been or what my mind has been doing, it has been on a magical mystery tour without me. Anyway this popped up about my ideal home, well how could I not share this with you!
Firstly I live in two worlds and the one I know the best is inside my head . When writing ✍🏽 it is a retreat for me, and it comes from something said when I was young. Overhearing an adult saying that I had my head in the clouds I started constructing my own castle in the clouds.
This castle has never changed in its design and is to be honest basic except for the book collection which covers 50% of the castle walls with a ladder that encircles all of the bookcases on a track.
I sit on this huge window ledge writing , painting and sewing happy and in peace.If it’s cold there is a roaring fire in a magnificent fireplace , if warm the window is open and I hear birds singing.
It reminds me of certain Disney films and some fairytales but not in cartoon form. All I can say it’s there I go when looking for ideas , peace, escapism.
Here in the real physical, actual world, oh I have a dream don’t we all? To live in the perfect house suitable for my needs that would be a wow.
My bungalow.
Here I go firstly a bungalow, but not a small one on a housing estate. I dream of having one that allows my wheelchair to go through the front door, wide spacious entrance hall, with a large living room to display my collectibles. Then a good sized kitchen/dining room that hopefully leads to a nice garden 🪴 patio area. All has to be wheelchair accessible as the time may come when I need the wheelchair more. Two Bedrooms, mine having an en-suite wet room/bathroom, plus walk in closet, again plenty of room to get about. The second bedroom decent size not that I anticipate guests just maybe my granddaughter occasionally.
My Libraryt
Then my pièce de résistance would be my library/ office, floor to ceiling custom built book cases with glass doors to protect the books from dust. Every subject I can think of and years of collecting rare and old books. It would just be fitting to see them in the best setting I can give them. My desk old and marked but perfect for me with its leather inlay, my pc 🖥️ on another desk with printers lying silent. The bungalow is ready to move in clean and fresh
Oh I nearly forgot in the back garden is a rather large shed but when you step inside it is a a hobby shop or craft room whatever you want to call it. All my paints and transfers are waiting for me in there
A walkway joins my chalet/bungalow to my workshop and the borders are made up of fragrant herbs, as you go down it.
A pergola covers the patio ready to provide shade in the sun. This peaceful haven is just a short wheelchair from a quaint village that has everything needed including company, not that I seek company too often. My rules change living there, if out in the village having a coffee or working on a painting or most importantly writing no mobile phone allowed, I lived without it for many years and now the thing rules my life. So my ideal dream home has a sign
Visitors please don’t bring your phones in here, they seriously damage our conversation.
I guess we all dream and dreams hurt no one, for now I give thanks I have a roof over my head and space to move. I am slowly working towards turning my home into my castle and bungalow combination, so it could be said I am living the best of two worlds in one.
Stay safe, stay happy, smile on my friends
Till we meet again
Adiós 👋 Hwyl 👋Auiho 👋 Salut,👋 Au revoir 👋Auf Wiedersehen 👋Arrivederci 👋Zàijiàn 👋 Sayōnara 👋Annyeong 👋. Do svidaniya 👋 bye🤗
Apologies if I have misspelled or missed your language out I just picked a random amount so I could say bye to all
You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like?
Dear friend,
The very thought of building my own space for reading and writing has been in my head for as long as I can remember.
I always wanted a dedicated room for my books, my own library. Wall to wall book shelves with a desk sitting sideways into the room so I can look out of the window.
Actually I have upgraded my plans since I first made them to include a second desk back to back, one for pc and one for writing ✍🏽.
The room will be white with a plain carpet and will have a couple of bucket seats to finish the room.
That is my ideal quiet place to study and read,
Since I was a child I have dreamt of this, oh I have amassed a sizeable amount of books for my library on most topics. I have my desks and pc plus I am writing more.
All I need is the room and at last slowly and painfully I am putting a room together, my dream will become my reality
This is when I say dreams do come true, I am 58 it’s been a long time, but wow, wow and I say again wow this will be my favourite, most loved room in all my house.
My own library/reading/writing space/room. My place of quiet thoughts
Bucket of Smiles 