Let there be light

Apologies if your electrics have been down in the last 24 hours. I'm concerned the power surge caused by the big lights switch on in the new extension may have blown the National Grid. 

The electrician came today (at 6.30am btw) and as a result, we now have light and power. It's cost me a small fortune in lightbulbs, let me tell you. There are ceiling lights, wall lights, external wall lights, Christmas lights. And after 10 weeks of darkness on that side of the house, I can't pretend that I'm not enjoying switching them all on.

In a less frivolous/more carbon neutral move, I've utilised some more vintage lights that I picked up from the flea market. These pretty twinkly brass wall chandeliers are really a bit small for the massive dark panelled wall in the living area of the new kitchen extension. But they looked so pretty against the dark paint that I had to ignore the builder's advice and use them anyway. If I come across bigger ones someday then they may move, but for now, I just love the vintage glamour they bring to the room. 

Re-wired vintage glass wall lights

Re-wired vintage glass wall lights

I have to keep reminding myself that only a few months ago, this room was just a dead outdoor space between the house and the crumbling old outbuilding. So I think it deserves a bit of Christmas bling, don't you?

Thank you so much for your input in the dark/light kitchen shelves debate. It's all cool, we have Christmas to mull it over, because Des the dancing decorator has declared (no more d's, promise) that he hasn't time to paint it dark now anyway... BUT ... if I do decide it has to change, he will oblige in the New Year when he's back to sort out the entrance hall. So please do keep your votes coming. I'll let you know the consensus at the end of the week.

In the meantime, I have a houseful coming tomorrow night and now that there are light bulbs in this here extension, you can't half see the muck :(

NOW I get why you need dimmer switches. 

Claire x

Day three: Call the quack

"It's better to be ridiculous than to be boring," said Marilyn Monroe. Allegedly. Right before she was wheeled off in a straight jacket.*

Whether or not they were her exact words is debatable. But I don't think you can really argue with the sentiment. That's why I've decided to adopt it as my style memo. At least for this week. It's my 11th commandment; Thou Shalt Not Bore.

So for another accessorising idea that could never be described as boring: Rubber Duck lights in your kitchen. Like, who does that?

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Um, all I can say is, it's unlikely you'll know the joy of a string of rubber ducks lighting up your kitchen until you have a string of rubber duck lighting up your kitchen.

I stumbled upon the joy by accident really. I was clearing out the attic and found a box of stuff from George's nursery. Since I couldn't persuade him to have them back (and I was going through a major yellow crush at the time) I strung them up defiantly in the kitchen. And here they've stayed. 

Look, I'm not saying wooooaaaahhhh aren't I just the coolest mum and the craziest decorator or anything. I really don't think that's a statement you can make with a string of light up rubber ducks. 

What I'm trying to say here is that playful interiors kind of make for a happier and far less boring place to be. If you find stuff in the attic that makes you smile, get it out there. Even if it's a bit ridiculous. Do you get my drift?

These ducks remind me of the first decorating job I took seriously. My first baby's bedroom. He never slept in there of course. He wouldn't sleep anywhere unless he was clinging to me. Which makes me wonder... you don't think he was scared of the mad string of ducks hanging over him do you? Jeeezzzzzz.... If only I'd made his bedroom boring.

Maybe you oughta try bunny rabbits instead. Nobody's scared of little white bunnies, right?

Bunny garland £19.90  www.notonthehighstreet.com

Bunny garland £19.90 www.notonthehighstreet.com

Got any childish lights or quirky accessories that look better for being in the wrong room? Let me know what you think to this idea and any others that I've been playing about with this week. As always, it would be great to hear from you.

*As far as I am aware Marilyn Monroe was neither medically insane, nor ridiculous.