I knew if I looked long enough I would find the right chairs. I only needed two and my upholsterer tells my these are not reproduction but the real deal. I was going to cover them in the same regency stripe but it was a bit bright so I wandered over to Bangkok Thai Silk and found this pattern which I already had in strawberry and gold but that was too bright. Like Goldilocks, cinnamon and gold was just right. It went with the mahogany wood and was the softer shade I wanted. How well you know me, the fabric cost more than the chairs did but better to have more than not enough and I will have enough to cover the piano stool and maybe a table runner.
The pattern in pale blue is also beautiful but not the pink, too lolly. Another decision is to say goodbye to the $25 lounge chair after I remove the lovely feet and have them put on the new/old squashy comfortable couch. In the two years I've had that chair I have sat in it twice, it's comfortable for reading but I can't get out of it without feeling like I'm going to break the chair or me.
That's the only happy news I have. There is nothing I can say about the Queen's Birthday Boot lickers list except for Marcia Langton, a good woman. The fire fighters Morrison wouldn't meet and the scientists Morrison would listen too should all get medals. The Crime Minister and his cronies should get the boot.
It's a little early for Christmas but I didn't want to miss this Christmas Mouse. Put cleaning out the Christmas box of ornaments on my "To Do" list.
2.30 and the afternoon freeze is approaching, too late to go walking. Every morning the same, open front door, take a deep breath and start coughing, bloody cold air.