Ours is a wooden house built soon after the second world war. 'Swedish Houses' as they are known were donated to Britain by the Swedish government to help with the housing shortage. Our government used them to house forestry workers in various locations around Scotland. They are over 60 years old now, and are standing up very well to the Scottish climate. So I decided to emphasise and celebrate it's simplicity.
It's my sanctuary from the sometimes crazy world. I often say my most valued possession is my own front door key.
I don't get precious about it. If something gets damaged it gets damage. It's for living in.
Basically I try to keep things rational - nothing cleverclever or witty - no irony here! A place for everything and eveything in it's place is the principle, and it works more often than not.
Natural materials and the textures of wood, of course, leather, white cotton curtains and blinds, thick pile rug and woolly cushions and throws for winter, cotton for summer, rose smelling soap in the bathroom, tomato leaf soap in the kitchen (from Sarah Raven), matt and shiny surfaces, glass and mirrors to bring in light.
tomorrow - calm, clean, organic, fresh, light, and fun