Friday, November 1, 2013
I refused to have a housewarming, because I know what those people do to a house here.
This is MY house and I intend to keep it well.
Here you see it with the front wall open...Why anybody would want a front wall that swung away from the house is beyond me. It will be closed and plastered later this morning.(Casey here. She doesn't know I am looking on. It will NOT be plastered.)
As you can see, I have pleasant accommodations fit for only one person. Me.
She has thought of most other things though. Oh! I could use some more food and a spoon. Eating without utensils could lead to crumbs and I certainly don't approve of crumbs...It leads to mice and other vermin, you know.
On to the everyday configurations of the little house....Did I mention that it is serious need of repair? It tips to one side greatly! I fear that it may fall down around my head at any minute.
This is how it looks in the evenings. After a twelve hour day of stitchery, I am ready for a rest.
So far, all there is on the shelves is one pear..."Casey! I need food!!!"
I am working on a coverlet in crewel work.
This is where I draft my patterns. Here, I must work by candle light. The windows aren't accessible for light here.
I tried all kinds of arrangements of the furniture and all of the other ways were impossible.
I believe that I will be happy here, as long as I can keep the riff raff away from my door.
Several times whilst Casey was working on the house, I found myself unable to get out of the house. Someone put a large oak table in front of the door and stationed some dogs and even a tiger there. I suppose that they were to keep me in, but I looked at it as a way to keep the riff raff out. It worked well...Maybe I will find out where the table and animals came from and hire them out to stand guard over my front door all of the time. It could be a boon.
Anyway, I fear that I have picked up a few vulgar phrases from the people around here. I do apologise if any of my language has been inappropriate during the tour.
Thank you for joining me. Now get out! I want to be alone.
(Casey here again....Sorry for the curtness of Nellie. Now you see what I had to put up with while working on the cottage. The candle light is much less glairing than it was. I painted the bulbs with a wash of yellow ochre. They still look a bit bright in the photos, but not in real life. I hear Nellie shouting. What's wrong now?)
See you tomorrow.