I love kitchens. I love other people's kitchens. I love this kitchen. Via the amazing amazing Emma's Designblogg. I love wood and glass jars and plates stacked high, I love teacups and clocks and all the other bits.
My childhood kitchen was small, with lots of wood and tiles, and a heated floor. I always used to end up lolling around under my mother's feet, in the way. Along with my sister... and of course, the dog.
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