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athenais and everyone else who is interested in what the kitchen I am raving about actually looks like, a few pictures.
First, though, imagine a 13 year old, by now slightly off-white, not exactly expensive, chip-board with white plastic finish kitchen which was never supposed to last this long, where you had to be careful how far you'd open a drawer so it wouldn't come loose. And now, feast your eyes upon this!
The sink area, where you can see the only two remnants of the old kitchen: the tiles, which came with the house, and the very good gas cooker which used to be my mum's and which I wouldn't trade for any other. To the left, there's the big window into the garden, to the right of the cooker is the door which leads from the hall into the kitchen.
If you turn left from the door to the hall, there's is the door to my mum's room, which is on the left of this picture. Then there's the huge cupboard-fridge-icebox combination, where, as you can see, there's still lots of room to spare.
And finally, a close-up of my current favourite mug which resides in the cupboard above the fridge.
All the drawers are metal and run on metal rails, the door handles are heavy, the wood is massive, there's a plastic border around the sink area so that no water can run behind it, and the colour scheme is called "Mariposa".
The room itself hasn't become bigger, but it seems to be nevertheless. What more does a body need?
And now I'm off to watch the opening ceremonies of the winter olympics.
athenais and everyone else who is interested in what the kitchen I am raving about actually looks like, a few pictures.First, though, imagine a 13 year old, by now slightly off-white, not exactly expensive, chip-board with white plastic finish kitchen which was never supposed to last this long, where you had to be careful how far you'd open a drawer so it wouldn't come loose. And now, feast your eyes upon this!
The sink area, where you can see the only two remnants of the old kitchen: the tiles, which came with the house, and the very good gas cooker which used to be my mum's and which I wouldn't trade for any other. To the left, there's the big window into the garden, to the right of the cooker is the door which leads from the hall into the kitchen.
If you turn left from the door to the hall, there's is the door to my mum's room, which is on the left of this picture. Then there's the huge cupboard-fridge-icebox combination, where, as you can see, there's still lots of room to spare.
And finally, a close-up of my current favourite mug which resides in the cupboard above the fridge.
All the drawers are metal and run on metal rails, the door handles are heavy, the wood is massive, there's a plastic border around the sink area so that no water can run behind it, and the colour scheme is called "Mariposa".
The room itself hasn't become bigger, but it seems to be nevertheless. What more does a body need?
And now I'm off to watch the opening ceremonies of the winter olympics.