my flat
so some family have enquired about where I live and what my flat is like, and I’ve decided to accomodate them by mentioning a little bit here.
i current live in tooting (tooting broadway to be exact) which is south west london. it’s a fairly multi-culti area, though heavily asian (which, here, means indian/pakistani/bangladeshi) and middle-eastern. the upside is there are a lot of curry houses, ethnic foods, and mosques. the downside is that we had a few suspected terrorists up the street from my house. all in all, i like it – it’s a lot less white-bread than other places.
here are a few photos of my flat (taken directly after cleaning; don’t be fooled into thinking it usually looks anything like this)
as you can see it is a) fairly spacious and b) not the least bit decorated by me (with the exception of the poster and duvet in the bedroom). basically, this is what passes for j’s bachelor sense of style, his main criteria being all furniture should be large enough for him to nap on comfortably, and purchasable from a catalogue. in other words, this is not my home – this is where I happen to live.
once upon a time, i used to have nice things. and a yard. and a dryer. and a bbq. i had a home that i enjoyed inviting people over to, and cleaning and decorating. seems like ages ago now. i have prints that I want to frame and put up, but since this is only a temporary stopover, it hardly makes sense. i have photos and art, currently sitting in a box in my sisters basement. someday i’ll live somewhere worth my while to invest my time and attention in again. for now, this’ll do.
Comment by Tealy
10.10.2005 @ 13:43 pm
I understand not wanting to put things up in what feels like a temporary home. I bought a silver framed mirror when I moved to Indianapolis from London and because Indy never felt like ‘home’ to me, I never hung it up. It sat in the hallway, leaning against the wall, for 3 years. When I got back to London I hung up my prints immediately.
Comment by Jen
12.10.2005 @ 09:44 am
yeah, particularly where I know we’re going to have to pack everything up in 6 months time anyway… ah, well. someday I’ll be able to hang stuff up and call it “home”!