A new obsession has swept through the house, and as a result the door to the flat has swapped one celebration of macho sporting culture…

…for another…

The hallway is the perfect length for an oche (7ft 9 and 1/4 inches) and you can check your stance in the mirror at the other end…

The only thing remaining is to get a little table, the sort of thing designed to keep a house plant on, for resting a pint of bitter on while one rules one’s friend at the darts. When I find it I’ll be sanding it and painting it, possibly pink.

An unconnected update, in answer to a new reader who has just read and commented on our very first post. The homemade poster you were asking after now lives in the bathroom, above some photos of formidable French women. Voila.

Lion head envy

My Friend is in her sick bed, so just a quick bit of something from the Great Knockers file today. That Lion head is now right up there with chubby fists from Toulouse when it comes to door dazzlers. For this writer, anyway. What do you think, trend or travesty?

A walk

Just got back from the most magic week in freezing Scotland, which could only have been more restorative if it hadn’t involved returning home to a freezer full of food, defrosting messily after its door was accidentally left open. Here’s a walk between Blanefield and Killearn, which inspired various questions between the two ramblers present. […]

Shop fantasy

Come on, everyone has one. What would you sell in yours? And wouldn’t you like it to be on Lamb’s Conduit Street? Because, holy fun, if you can bother yourself to put a proposal of your shop idea together pretty swiftly, then you can actually win the chance to make it happen as a pop-up […]

Mini decorating project

News of a piece of inheritance for my daughter and her cousin this week. One dolls house. In the same week that someone asked, which is creepier, dolls or clowns? I’m going with clowns by the way. My niece’s Mum is an interior designer.  There’s a real danger this dolls house could prompt two grown women […]