some weekend

where i grew up, i walked to school, joined by a neighbour friend. 

who was going to marry me. 

he's moved out of the area now. 
as have i. 

when i go visit mum, she always sits on this chair {left}. 

her whole long life's evolved around it, and she's old. 

i gaze at this cloudy view from my chair. 

walking to the railway station in the rain, 

i found this intriguing piece of architecture, and snapped it, 

before it'll gravely change into a solid house.

as i was getting ready to go thrifting 
i was waiting...

on a train... 

having no images of today's thrift shop result yet,
 a few oldies but goldies slipped in.

since many people wonder, 

when ever am i showing more of the downstairs renovation.... ??

... some sneak peeks.

yes! i am into photographing sockets: 

renovation makes me go barmy a few times a week. 

but before long... 

....this bohemian kitchenette {middle} will be no more... 

and this old bookcase {right}... 

will become a much needed side cupboard.

soon we'll see the world passing by our window again. 

it is free {thank you, tanita tikaram}, 

and travel happens in the head here.

mostly. 
{ps - all images are clickable, as usual.}