It's summer, nearly the end of term and decorating fever is upon me, much to Keith's horror. Not that I'm really a decorating addict; the resultant chaos and confusion is annoying to say the least, but when the house is 15 years old and still has the original paint and wallpaper throughout, I think the time has come to take the bull by the horns (Ugh! That conjures up visions of that appalling Veet ad!) at least downstairs.
So yesterday was spent collecting paint charts and considering colour combinations (maybe white and white?) and working out just how we were going to remove NASA from the immediate scene. To me, this presents an ideal opportunity to make it a little easier on the eye, but to Keith, the very thought is a threat to his happiness.
"We've had burglars!" he announced mournfully when he came downstairs this morning.
"They've taken the wallpaper."