As much as the sudden abundance of scarves and knitwear on the high street is making me want to snuggle, the new home ware collections are by far the most exciting. The cooler weather and miserable grey showers are making me want to make my home warm and cosy. I want to sip on a marshmallow-topped hot chocolate from a new mug and re-read my favourite book under my new blanket whilst surrounded by new candles.
And yet I almost feel a bit silly as I don’t have a house of my own. Still living at home means sharing a home with someone who has different taste to you. I can’t wait to decorate and furnish, not just a bedroom, but a whole house. It’s something I’ve been passionate about since I was little. Growing up in rural North Yorkshire, I’ve always had a soft spot for the country cottage look and heirloom vintage pieces. I always dreamt of large kitchen, with a dog lying in front of the AGA on a handmade rug and a fresh batch of shortbread biscuits on the farmhouse oak table.
At university, I would avoid essay writing by searching for grand seafront apartments in Brighton, imagining what my life could be when I had graduated. Now my property related procrastination finds me looking at property for sale in Devon, Cornwall or Yorkshire. It seems my childhood dreams of a cosy, country home have stayed with me. I still want that unmistakable sense of comfort and calm that living in the countryside gives. Although, I’m maybe not so fussed about filling my kitchen shelves with empty spice jars and Kellogg’s Variety packets or having afternoon tea with teddy bears as I once was!