Sentiment

Well, it has happened at last: the white linen curtains I made for my bedroom in Park Village, which followed me to docklands, then my eyrie in Midhurst, finally to settle with me here on the Bay, have disintegrated into shreds. I did have to wash them and it was too much.

The king is dead, long live the king! Next I want simple long panels hung from the top of the wall, white linen again. Of course.

About Tricia Rose

Not distracted by shiny objects.
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