The dining area here isn’t hidden away; it’s front and centre. So much so that it even once featured on Grand Designs
A few years ago, I made a resolution not to make New Year’s resolutions because a) they were always the same (lose weight, spend less, call Mum more); and b) I never kept them. Taking stock of the year therefore always had a sense of failure attached to it, and I thought the best route was to let go of the tradition entirely.
But it turns out you don’t need a resolution to have a sense of failure – that just happens, anyway – so I’m back to planning a new me for the new year. This new me, apart from being thinner, wealthier and more in tune with the hot gossip of Mum’s knitting group, will also become a fine cook and wield a soft power in the flatshare because of it.
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