Is it any wonder I can't wait to get back to bed when it looks like this?
I *heart* my bed/room and I can't think of a nicer place I'd ever want to be, anywhere in the world, including Dorset.
(this blog post is brought to you in conjunction with two nights' bad sleep, a chill in the air and a fabulously moreish book called "You Don't Have To Say You Love Me" which I'm actually rationing right now 'cos I don't want it to end).
Ah bliss, thy name is bed.
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That's your bedroom? Wow! It's gorgeous! I'm so jealous of your bedroom.
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Ooh I say, I'd never come out if that was my bedroom!
Awww Suz, have you really? I'll pop over after I've written this. Bless you, lovely lady!
Yeah, Karen, the bedroom DOES look a bit on the gorge side in this pic, doesn't it? I HAVE to 'fess up that it's about the only angle - through a 12" crack in the doorway from a distance - that it DOES look gorge... you can't see the dust or the carpet stains from here either - I should be shooting for House and Hound or whatever it is... thanks ladies!
Your bedroom is gorgeous! Now I fully appreciate the meaning of a duvet day!
Thanks Michele, it looks great with a soft focus and from a bit of a distance. And the mattress is well-upholstered with a squidgy outer casing... crikey, this is beginning to sound too much like it's owner for comfort now!
I worry about how much I love my bed. At least I'm not alone, huh?
The more I get to know you, Stella, the more I think we were probably separated at birth!
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