A little bit of order – better than a bunch of flowers

I recently commented to Big B that spending time together ‘sorting’ was almost as good as being bought a bunch of flowers. ‘What do you mean?’, he retorted, ‘In your mind it is SO much better than a bunch of flowers, and actually far more costly!’ He is right of course. I like a good old tidy and I would much rather a trip to the tip over any old spa day. So this weekend was rather fab, as we attacked some areas of our home which needed a good old ‘sort’. Whilst it gives me a sense of enormous wellbeing, (Parklife!) I know it would not be the first choice of weekend activity for my family – but that my friends, is love.

A friend came to find me working away in the study and she guffawed with laughter. ‘My! This room is a demonstration of the difference between the sexes!’ I don’t know what she is talking about! Our study is not exactly Living etc, more the Starship Enterprise ‘V’ Miss Marple. Anyway our success spurred me on to do perhaps the most indulgent thing I have done in ages. I woke at the crack of dawn on Sunday and thought…’Mad though it is I will rearrange the books in colour order’.

Now it only took me 15 minutes before you think I am utterly insane and I have wanted to do it for years, since I first spotted it done in an interiors magazine. But it was Susannah Conway’s column, in March’s Simple Things Magazine which reminded me. Really satisfying and I actually was quite amused with the juxtaposition of Winnie the Pooh and Umberto Eco. Ah the joy of noticing something in the everyday.