I love front doors. Front doors are possibly one of my favourite features of any home. Maybe my love of beautiful front doors stems from my desire to be a home owner and that I have never had my own front door (I have rented for nearly the last 9 years..gulp thinking of all that money spent on rent makes me a bit green..)
Front doors are like a little peek of what great things might be on the other side, they are a home owners opportunity to make a little statement about what kind of person they might be or aspire to be. Sometimes I even think of front doors as lipstick for houses, the perfect one bringing warmth and character, sophistication or even fun…an ugly front door is like a coldsore, needs treatment and fast.
My love of front doors extends to friends sending me pictures of doors they think I might like or me getting my camera phone out to snap little beauties, which is exactly what I did today whilst walking down a particularly lovely road in my neighbourhood. If a front door is lovely in its own right, a beautiful pathway and gate are icing on the cake and if a door has a beautiful Christmas wreath, well that’s like the jewel in the crown. Today’s offerings are nothing short of spectacular dressed up in their Christmas finery, I just wish my camera could do them justice.
Yes, I know I’m slightly unhinged (get it!) but each to their lovely own I say.
I think dark blue front door with the two Bay trees either side was my favourite today, followed by number 33.
Well yet again, I have had to take a wee break from blogging, but this time, I was very frustrated as to why I couldn’t blog and I was also in pain!
For two whole weeks I walked around with a tiny piece of plastic embedded in my left eye! I have no idea how it got there, but I am eternally grateful for the Doctor who actually spotted it and removed it, after 4 other professionals failed to spot it, with one not even bothering to look in my eye! The pain was horrid, and the longer the plastic was there, the less I could look at anything bright or even outdoors. After having it removed, I woke up the next day and it was like nothing had ever been wrong. I am now more appreciative of my eyes than ever!
Whilst all that was going on, I did also manage to achieve something I’m really proud of too! I have a new job!! I had a interview on Halloween, squinty painful presentation made, and a total memory loss on policy relevant to the job, and I still managed to impress! I guess it shows that things do happen for a reason (still trying to work out a reason for the plastic eye shenanigans!). This job is the third I have been interviewed for, its a great development opportunity within my chosen profession, it offers great flexibility for the days I will be working, I get to keep my long service and its in Central Bristol!! So that’s it, we are officially moving back to Bristol in the new year!
I will be massively sad to leave Brighton, I have some wonderful friends here, who I am going to miss so much, it’s a gorgeous vibrant city and I have a fulfilling job, but Bristol has the upper hand, my parents and family are there, my oldest bestest friends are there, we will be able to afford somewhere lovely and pretty importantly Mr Egg will be able to work close to home and spend more time with us, no more nightmare train journeys to London!
I have also been very very busy making things since the eye trauma…but those reveals are for another post!