My brother finally managed to get the keys to his new house. It is brilliant, I mean, just look at those doors!
It’s the whole length of his living room, open! So beautiful, bringing the outside in.
We popped by this morning to see the house. Sandy and I helped jamie pick the colours of his kitchen, bathrooms and floors as I was heavily pregnant with Roslyn. It was fab to see them all in situ.
Roslyn, thoroughly impressed.
Who’s got two thumbs and a new pad?!
Sandy loved the place so much that he got too excited to bother stepping over the doorway out and fell flat on his face. Three times.
It’s hard to think about practicalities when there are diggers though! Or tractors, as he is calling all large wheeled objects that aren’t cars. Here he is checking out a “tractor” from upstairs.
He made himself right at home. Probably because it’s similar to our home being a new build, oh and totally awesome!!
Roslyn even fell asleep so she was clearly very at ease too.
Then she woke up though and was the life and soul.
“Mummy, tacta! MUMMY! TACTARRRRRR!”
As a side note this one is getting too big for her boots these days? Where did my newborn go?!
So Jamie was getting his sky put in as we left to go the post office with bribes of sweets for good behaviour (aka not running into the middle of the road and/or thieving pancakes without paying) and home for naps. But he’s moving the majority of his stuff in this weekend so I can’t wait to see it totally furnished. Congratulations JIM!
Sandy's Castle 