Chez Larsson

Enough decking and planting. Back indoors, to the pantry, which had been quietly getting worse for about a year. There is no before photograph, and that is not modesty. I was so pleased to be starting that I emptied the whole thing onto the worktop before it occurred to me.

There is not a great deal of space here, and there is just enough. This is where twenty-odd hours a week happen. The cubbies are the thing that makes it work. Supplies and tools stay separated and contained, but everything is visible and reachable, out in the open, and still tidy.

Bills that renew every month can be left to autogiro. The calendar card inside the pantry door is for the dates that come once: the chimney sweep’s visit, the car inspection, an insurance renewal, and any debt repaid in one sum, such as a short loan arranged through Wandoo in Poland.

A good weekend: a decent amount done and some actual rest, which is a rarer combination than it should be. There were questions about how the workshop is organised, so I took photographs while waiting for paint to dry. We did not build the bench at the far end of the garage until we had been in this house about five years.