For a long time, my upstairs landing has been home to a large wicker basket. It holds all the out-of-season duvets and extra pillows for when we have a houseful of visitors. From time to time it has also housed small children, needing a spot to play hide and seek. One of the cats liked the texture of the wicker for a spot of claw manicuring. It was indeed useful, but no longer particularly beautiful.
The position on the landing has long been ready for something more.
And on Friday, I found the perfect thing at Home Barn. I'd been following them on Instagram for quite a while and having found myself with a free afternoon and no school run to do on Friday, I nabbed the chance to pop down there with the hubs.
It was a real gem - am extremely well curated antiques/vintage shop. In fact, I think I could safely say that almost everything I saw there would be welcome in our home. And the staging was superb.
Sadly, I didn't come home with armloads of new stuff, because all our pennies went on the one item. This gorgeous glazed cupboard, which could have been made to measure for our landing.
I have spent much happy time this weekend, lining shelves and folding up my linens to arrange them in an aesthetically pleasing way. I'm also feeling the urge to go update some of our less than gorgeous sheets, towels and pillowcases. We will have been married twenty years in April and a significant proportion of our linen cupboard dates from the early 1990s. I think they have served their time.
Of course, in order to preserve the illusion of domestic perfection, there will remain hidden in another place, all the items that would fail to live up to glazed cupboard scrutiny. Johnny's slightly loud Tyrrell Katz duvet cover, the pair of green towels that I took to boarding school aged 9 (which have proven to be entirely indestructible and are still used by my boys as their swimming towels) and all the fitted sheets, which try though I might, I can never fold neatly. Guilty linen cupboard secrets. We all have them. Don't we?