Friday, February 11, 2011

My Kitchen

My kitchen is bright red
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It has white tiles along the wall behind the cooker. A window which overlook some shrubbery and the bus stop. A pin board covered in postcards, photos and memories. And a small collection of cookery books in the corner.
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It also has the following.
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Red splotches of paint on the white ceiling.
The people before us obviously pained in haste. Around the edges of the ceiling are blobs of bright red paint. Now in the cupboard when we moved in were three pots of paint. One red (of course) one cream (the colour of the hallway and living room) and one white. Now why didn't anyone look at that pot and think 'I know, we'll cover the red splotches with this colour. it seems to be the same colour at the paint under the splotches!'
But instead, they forgot/didn't, or hoped we would think it was some kind of contemporary art. Like Tracy Emin. Maybe it's suppose to represent something. Ketchup?
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Two plug sockets next to the sink!
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Who in the world though that this would EVER be a good idea? Electricity, so I'm told is a pretty dangerous thing when mixed with water. In a kind of boom way, it'll make you're hair super backcombed and your eyes super popped-out. So I've got a psare plug socket, where shall I put it?' 'I know, we'll put them on the wall next to the sink. There's only a tiny bit of work space there but hey, its enough for a kettle or something." Clever.  Ten points for trying.
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A severe lack of drawers.
Inside the cupboards are the rungs (or whatever they're called) for drawers. But no drawers. The folks before us must have had drawers with sentimental value. Maybe they were made by a dying relative, maybe they had family heirloom drawers that their Great Great Grandmother carried over from Russia. 'When she arrived in Scotland, these drawers and the dress she was wearing were all she had.'
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Now a word about the people that lived here before us. They were lovely people. Very sweet and kindly popped back after we moved in to make sure we were OK and settled. But they were very strange in what they left/took.
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Left: One lamp, one coffee table, one Ikea catalogue, one torch, fridge magnets in shapes of letters, one iron,  one ironing board, three pots of paint, one pack of cards, three frying pans, one mirror, one broom


Took: Drawers from kitchen, Curtain pole and curtains(but they did leave another pole that was about a foot too long.) towel rail, toilet roll holder, lampshades,
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Odd.

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