Here in Sri Lanka it is not unusual to live in a flat. With the advent on the mushrooming condominiums dotting the face of the city, more celebrities are opting to buy themselves a good decent flat in the city. As for me, I can never live in one. I need the fresh air to breathe, the green grass, the occasional grasshopper and butterfly and the smell of fresh dug earth. What about you. I need doors that open to a side garden, I need windows to close when a thunder storm is threatening and I need to have wet messy feet to scrub and dry after a good session of re-potting.
With that said, I believe though that there is some form of art to in living in a flat. I remember a song taught by my great grand-father, which went something like this..."our old tom cat died last night, the wife said bury him out of sight, we had no garden, cos we are living in a flat, so what were we to do with the body of a cat". My point exactly. But whatever your abode is, I am a true believer that you make the most of it.
xoxoxoxoxoxo
Candice
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| Bookshelves dont have to be with books-use your imagination and fill it up with pretty and unusual items |
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| Side tables need not be high polished and glossy |
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| For the flat dweller |
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| Book cupboards and racks dont have to be conventional, stack some odd shaped boxes and store your books |
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| cane and wicker go hand in hand |
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| Great for your indoor or outdoor table, stacked up pots |
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