My MIL gave me some money for my birthday so I trundled down to my local fabric shop which I have to say has improved exponentially over the past couple of years (ie it stocks stuff that I drool over), and decided to treat myself to an Amy Butler book. This is a treat to flick through, although it really is just a luscious big advertisement for her own lines but still lovely to look at.
You can tell they don't have kids but some of the ideas/colour schemes etc are very usable. I just need to train my lot that every spare surface does not have to be filled with their junk (how much lego can a house hold?) or that the mantle piece is not a dumping ground for all Geoff's sporting/work realted stuff...
I live in dreams.
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