New Year, New Room

As regular readers will know, I am slowly (very slowly) sorting out my messy house and making it my own. This involves a lot of decorating, shifting of furniture and huge amounts of stuff going to charity shops. At some point it's going to look emptier surely? 

I say that I'm doing it but I couldn't manage without my two adult children who do all the heavy stuff as well as any thinking or planning that's too much for my covid affected brain. We started at the top of the house - there are three storeys - and plan to work our way down. In 2022 we turned my son's old bedroom into my craft room and last year we started work on my daughter's old room which was to become my new bedroom. There was quite a lot of sorting to do before I could even start on the painting.

Although I can manage painting I can only do one coat on one wall per day so it takes a very long time to re-decorate a room. My daughter painted the ceiling for me as even one coat of that was too much for me to do. Then I had to have help with cutting the fabric to make my new curtains - complicated thinking - and again when it came to hanging them and measuring the hems but, by the end of the year, the room was ready for its furniture.

As it's the smallest of the bedrooms I decided to get a new, slightly smaller bed to give me a bit more floor space. After an awful lot of measuring and debating the pros and cons of this, I ended up with this.

It's a small double bed which means that it's six inches narrower than a standard double (4', rather than 4'6") and I also decided to have it six inches shorter. You'd be surprised what a difference that makes to the room while still giving me (and the cats) plenty of room to sleep. I bought the bed and mattress from Bed Guru who make beds and mattresses in custom sizes.

Once the bed was sorted we just had to move in my chest of drawers and clothes rail which were the two other essential pieces of furniture. This wasn't as simple as it sounds. Moving furniture between floors in this narrow, steep house nearly always involves taking it apart and putting it back together again. Luckily, we had Tolly cat to help us at every stage.

Tolly exploring the frame of the chest of drawers.

Choosing a new rug and working out where to put things took weeks but finally, about a week ago, the room was ready for me to move in.

I chose a shaggy cream rug from Dunelm which arrived a few days ago and makes the room much cosier. Tolly isn't sure about it as his paws sink into it which he hasn't encountered indoors before; I suspect he thinks it's grass. Linnet meanwhile (who is a very suspicious cat) contents herself with collecting me from the bedroom door in the mornings. It's taken her a year to start venturing into my craft room and even then I have to stay in one place if she comes in or she immediately leaves the room. 

My new bedroom is much quieter as it's at the back of the house, away from the road and I'm enjoying finding things to go in it. I'm making it a much more old-fashioned room than my super modern, white craft room - in fact, it's really my childhood bedroom. Or the bedroom I would have liked if we'd had more room. 

That's my old dolls house on the chest of drawers which became my daughter's when she was little but has now come back to me. I still have some of my original furniture and am planning to find other pieces from about the same era to bring it back to life. Neville, the dog on wheels was a birthday present about ten years ago; I never had one as a child but we did have a wonderful wooden horse on wheels.

This is my brother Stephen with it in the late 1950s and here's a close up of it in colour ...

I would love to find one like this to replace our old one but I haven't even been able to discover the make. If anyone recognises this old horse I'd love to hear from you.

Anyway, back to  my new room. There are some other old friends in this corner.

The built in shelves hold my children's picture book collection (bought as an adult) and the biggest of the three bears is my old teddy bear. His name is Monkey (don't ask) and he's very threadbare and worn. Always a good sign with an old bear as it shows that it's been loved. The other two old bears came from antique shops.

The most exciting part of the room so far though is the bookcase on the other side of the bed.

This is one of the shallow bookcases I made for my children when they were little; it's less than six inches deep. Have you ever noticed how so-called 'bookcases' are mostly too deep for actual books? Anyway, this one fitted perfectly into this space and I've filled it (mostly) with childhood books and treasures. Let's look a bit closer ...

The wooden mushroom on top of the bookcase is my new bedside light. There's only one plug socket in this room and it's nowhere near the bed (another of the joys of old houses) so this is a rechargeable lamp.

Nearly all the books on this bookcase are my original childhood ones, with one small and one big exception. The small exception is the second volume of 'Tales From Shakespeare' (the green one) which I bought to match volume one which was a prize from primary school in 1971. Next to those books are my old poetry books and my A A Milne's. I've had the tin kaleidoscope as long as I can remember and played with it a lot. Colours and patterns - very much my sort of thing.

My daughter made me the felt toadstool from a kit and it's sitting on my Mum's Milly Molly Mandy books from the 1940s. I absolutely loved the book of verses by Mabel Lucie Attwell which I was given by my godparents for Christmas in 1962. Attwell had an interesting life as I found when reading the biography of her written by Chris Beetles.

The little kewpie doll was actually my daughter's but she gave her to me to replace one that I had when I was little and I think she goes well with the Attwell style. At the end of this top shelf are the Ladybird Books I had as a child. I've written before about how important these books were to me in a time before colourful picture books. You can read more about them here. 

The second shelf is mostly full with my old story books, including the 'What Katy Did' series which I've recently been reading. Thanks to someone on my ravelry group, I've recently discovered that there were five books all together so I've now go the other two as ebooks. Other favourites on this shelf were Little Women, The Little White Horse, The Borrowers series and the Mary Plain books. Again, I discovered Mary Plain through reading my Mum's old childhood copies.

The blue hardback near the end of the shelf is a copy of The Singing Tree by Kate Seredy which I may have stolen from the library. I loved it so much even though (or perhaps because) the setting was quite strange to me at the time that I couldn't bear to part with it. 

Before moving on to the next shelf, I must tell you about the two little hedgehogs at the other end of this shelf. They are old hedgehog toys from the 1960s which my daughter bought me to go with Georgie, my hedgehog nightie case who I got for my seventh birthday and still have. All of them were made by Merrythought.

Two more shelves to look at. The third shelf has my Enid Blyton books and the rest of my childhood story books. I'm gradually re-reading these and have particularly enjoyed those by Jenifer Wayne which I think are all out of print now.

In the middle are my small collection of Polish Peg Dolls. The one in the red cloak was mine as a child, I bought the other two in recent years as I thought it was about time she had some company. There's something rather special about these little dolls I think.

The bottom shelf is where we get to the big exception about this being my childhood books. The half dozen or so at the start of the shelf were mine and I read and re-read them. They were all originally my Mum's and most of them were school prizes. They boasted exciting titles like Jane Runs Away From School and 'Bracken Had a Secret'. I can't remember now what the secret was; I shall have to re-read that one. My absolute favourite though was Queen of the Abbey Girls which I didn't realise for years was just one of a huge series of Abbey Girls books by Elsie Oxenham. As you can see, I've gradually added to my collection over the years, starting in the 1970s ... and I still haven't got a complete set. I think I might have to read them all in order this year, some of them for the first time. Does anyone else know these books?

One more thing to show you before I go - a corner of cuddly toys. With a lot of measuring, cutting and sticking, I managed to contrive some basic cardboard shelves out of an old box to house a few toys in the corner next to this bookcase.

I found the two old  toy dogs separately at Brackley Antiques, the source of many of my treasures when I was able to travel. The rabbit standing next to them is my brother's old toy who he christened 'Bottle'. He also had a penguin called 'Gate'; as you might gather, our Mum believed in letting us name our own toys. Bottle had to have a new body sewn for him by me years ago, hence the clothes.

The pretty toys on the top of these shelves are Emily Button and her friends Bobble the Cat and Mousey the Mouse. These were sold by Marks & Spencer here in the UK about ten years ago which is when I bought mine. They no longer sell them but you can find them secondhand quite easily. I love their pastel patchwork style.

And now I must stop. I hope you've enjoyed a look round my new room.