I don’t know about you but I’m exhausted. It’s not just working in difficult circumstances over the last four months – and I say that in the knowledge that I have only had to work at home not school at home as the teenagers have been largely left to their own devices. I assume it’s the emotional battering we have all been through. Will I get it? Will I get it badly? Will someone I love get it? Am I racist? Am I actively anti-racist? Do I need unconscious bias training? What do I need to do? Have I still got a job? Will I still have one tomorrow? Will the teenagers be ok? And on it goes day after day. So today we are going to relax. We are going to sit down and read a book in a comfy chair or wallow in a bath of bubbles, which is odd as I never find baths relaxing but I find pictures of sumptuous bathrooms relaxing. Which might just sum up the lockdown conundrum. Desperate to leave the house but don’t make me go out. Let’s all just take a few moments to breath deeply before we reset those shoulders and get back at it.
So first up a window seat which, for me, is the most romantic relaxing thing I can think of. I mean I know the reality is that it’s probably a lot less comfortable than a chair but doesn’t this just look like a heavenly spot to while away a morning with a good book and a mug of strong milky coffee? The blinds are in Sanderson Lophura fabric and that table isn’t quite a Galvin Brothers perfectly imperfect stool but take a look at theirs which I like even more.
For those of you who prefer a chair, then sticking with Sanderson what about this corner? It’s light and fresh and the dark green woodwork and ceiling really brings the space together in the way that white just wouldn’t. And I remember my mother adding a coloured band to the edge and bottom of curtains in the 80s and thinking, for the last 30 odd years, that it was rather old fashioned but seen there, with the aforementioned painted woodwork, it brings another dramatic punch of colour to the room and draws your eye to the pink vase on the green shelf.
Now I’ve never been to Babington House, where this is one of the bathrooms but isn’t it pretty – even for a non-bather like me. It’s also quite a small space and they have chosen to install a small chair in the corner which is pretty much just for pretty rather than practical purposes. After all, if you’re lying there reading, as the bath tray implies, you don’t want someone sitting in the corner yammering at you do you?
Before we leave though, check the curtains. Like the Sanderson ones above there is a trim on the edge but this time in the form of a tassel along a plain curtain rather than the other way round. It’s just a small touch that makes a huge difference.
Now I’ll admit geography got the better of me here as there has been lots of talk of staycations this summer and i saw this The Burrows, Swansea, and only later realised it was Swansea, Australia. But I know that there are a few of you who live there so this might be the perfect holiday inspiration for you and their bookings are now open. The rest of us will just have to dream about a eucalpytus tree in the bathroom although failing that, I might take a closer look at that lovely chalky blue on the wall.
And finally to this lovely bathroom belonging to @Pipshome, which like Babington House has a chair (perhaps a more practical cane) for draping towels and clothes, a rack made from a simple plank of wood – why didn’t I think of that when I was styling a bathroom shot for someone the other day, and some pictures on the wall. If you have good ventilation – and the light streaming in from the side of the chair would presuppose a window in this room – there is no reason why you can’t hang pictures the bathroom. I mean I wouldn’t put the family heirlooms but anything else should be fine.
Right I’m off to relax for half an hour… actually I’m not I seem to have started doing the couch to 5k run and today will be my first continuous 20 minute run. The jury is out as to whether this will be the head-clearing zen moment that runners talk about or a wheezing huffing endurance test of hatefulness. Fingers crossed for the former eh?