Head in the clouds; House in the trees.

"I want to live in a treehouse." 

This was the beginning of an argument with my dad. I was 5 and adamant that I was ready to move away from home or to the tree at the bottom of the garden at  least. He reasoned with me that the tree just wasn't the right kind of tree for building a house and sleeping in, that it was much more comfy inside our home and I believed him. But I am taking it back right now.

Sorry, Dad.There's nothing you can do, I'm in love. In love with the simplicity of the decor and all the natural light. Just look at those windows will you! 

I think I could cope with that.

Why is a raven like a writing desk?

I have a desk. There's not much on it, but I think I'd like to keep it that way.

1. The white rabbit picture shows my utter fixation with Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. It keeps me inspired to write and be creative.

2. My Kindle, also known as The Reading Machine. Couldn't live without it. I am an e-reader convert, although I still buy proper books if they are good enough to add to my bookcase.

3. Notepads are always handy when I feel like writing down a sentence or paragraph that's been buzzing round my brain all day. Otherwise...tomorrow I am likely to forget it and I will be cross with myself!

4.Old lady phone with HUGE buttons. I feel like such a grown up with a real landline number again!

5. The Blog Machine. All my electronics end up with a name along this line :P

6. List of appointments and things to do, pen (very important!!), my one and only hair tie, and usb dongle stick for transferring data between The Blog Machine and the The Edit Machine (my Mister's desktop).

7. Howard. Enough said.

8. Bunny earrings that I wear all the time. I have to take them out to put my headphones on lest my little earwigs hurt!