You've just climbed two flights of stairs, you push open the door of The Penthouse (TM) and well...you're faced with another set of stairs (why else would we call it the Penthouse?). These are especially fun when you're drunk, luckily if you bounce your way off the walls you can get up them in one piece - an art I've developed over the months.
At the top of the stairs you can see the pride and joy of our clearly mental land-lady - the big wall of mirrors..not one, not two but six mirrors placed together to give the appearance of one - so very clever!
I may scoff but these do actually have their uses, they are good for those last minute checks we must all do before we leave the house, do I have trousers on? Have I got toothpaste round my mouth? and also when we're having one of our nights in, music and disco lights at the ready they just complete the dance floor.
Up the final set of stairs and you're in the hallway type place with access to our boudoirs and the corridor through to my bathroom, living room and kitchen.
This area in hindsight looks a little like a shrine but I can ensure you it's not...saying that...what a great idea!
No comments:
Post a Comment