live in a house entirely painted and furnished with the colours of stewed fruit - it feels and smells exactly like my grandmother's house did in the '60s.
For two weeks the decorators have been busy on the top floor - today was the big reveal, it has been repainted exactly the same colours. I find this comforting.
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I’m sorry I want to say and greenhouse and topsoil and basil greens and
cowshit and snowfall and spinach knife and woodsmoke and watering can and
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So do I!
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like living inside a gooseberry fool
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