That old nesting instinct

It’s shaping up to be a rainy weekend here in Chch (yes, really, that’s how it’s abbreviated) and Anna has a date with destiny, er, I mean the local women’s soccer team, tomorrow morning, so we’re home-bound for the weekend.

Contrary to what you’re been reading in the supermarket tabloids, we are in fact living in our rental house right now, and as far as we know we’re past all of the painting, linoleum-laying and other disruption.

Tis a tidy, if wee little cottage. We even have furniture, at least enough to stop eating on the living room floor. Here Anna enjoys the lounge set in the living room:

Stylish as that couch may be, we didn’t pick it out. It came with the house.

You might notice that the decor is rather … neutral. Grey on grey on beige with a little light pink thrown in. Improvements will be made. Someday.

The kitchen is quite pleasant, though a bit lacking in counter space. Yes, the house is B.Y.O.Refrigerator.



One interesting factoid is that the vertical cabinets in the center of the second picture are actually vented directly to the outside through a hole in the side of the house. Not a totally daft idea for keeping your pantry cold, but not a good idea for those paranoid about little nibblers getting in and snacking on ones Oreos late at night.

The more serious problem, however, is that the other set of cabinets (the right of the stove in the first picture) contain the water heater. Where do you put your dishes once the cabinets under the sink are full? Stack them on the kitchen table, I guess.

As in most houses, the loo gets its own room. Brings all the charm of an outhouse indoors.

We also have a vast backyard, which got a little time and attention on this week thanks to Anzac day. Being self-centered I didn’t take any pictures of Anna’s vegetable plot. Instead, I took pictures of my compost bins:

Happy compost to everyone!

Stay tuned for next week’s entry: Aaron learns to not take heavily backlit photographs indoors.

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One Response to “That old nesting instinct”

  1. Bill

    Your cottage reminds me of my own childhood home. It featured a pantry with a screened opening to the basement (for cool air year round) and a vent high on the outside wall to the outdoors.

    The sheepskin rug in the kitchen (real, I’m sure) is similar to one I loved to nap on as a young child. I also love the white painted woodwork. I assume the loo has the signiture ‘2-button’ flush. I recall the typical shower in NZ (motels atleast) was a curtain’d off area in the bathroom sharing a common dtrain. Makes cleaning the bathroom a matter of hosing it down.

    I am waiting for photo’s of the sheep in the back yard.

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