Good morning fellow biddies. Lovely day here after the rain last night.
Am pleased that things are going encouragingly for mr s.
Hope DH is feeling well.
Kit, we lived in big houses, it was one thing my father did in the war and that was invest in buildings. Our main family home from when I was 6-16yo was a 15 bedroom, 3 storey house, but even then we sisters shared a bedroom for a while, We had huge gardens, one a front one with lawns and rose and flowers beds, the side one was a tennis court and the back one was a huge veg garden with an apple orchard, veggies, fruit and sweet peas which I love. Also there was a huge cellar and wine cellar which I hated as I was so scared of it! We had a kitchen and a scullery, and servant bell pulls in all the rooms, which mother soon got rid off!! This is the reason I like small and cosy houses, but the rest of my siblings have big houses! The house was extremely cold in winter, our face flannels would freeze overnight. We had an aga in the kitchen and coal fire in the lounge and that was that, on High days and holidays we also had a fire in the dining room!