This is the kitchen in a house I've been to fairly recently.
I'm torn between liking it and finding it a bit too cold and stark.
But I do love the sink and taps. I want one. Obviously not going to get one, as our kitchen is brand spanking new already!
Sorry, made the picture huge so you could actually see what I'm going on about.
Had a lovely day today. Dropped Sherlock and John off to their workplaces, then went for a long run in Hyde Park, with a stop to dunk my feet/head in the Diana memorial because it was so hot. Then got back to sit about in my boxers after a shower and do my paperwork with all the windows open because it was boiling in the flat.
Danger got home, got even more hot and sticky, then went to pick up Sherlock from school and head to the park where we messed about for a while, ate ice cream, John got annoyed because he claims I'm already getting a tan, Sherlock lamented not growing faster and hung off the monkey bars for ages to try and stretch himself out, because he wants to ride a motorbike and get taller generally, and then we cam home where I'm now half-supervising cooking some spuds and crispy bacon to go with salad.
And tomorrow I have Danger with me ALL DAY. And am hopefully going to test ride on of these:
And try not to want one too much... Danger, we must organise your off-road day!