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The Blue Lagoon

Matt, Monica and I moved into our new house at the end of last week - it is way bigger than the old one and was decorated by someone VERY fond of bright blue – bright blue carpet, curtains and soft furnishing, predominantly blue colored art and, just to add a bit of colour, canary yellow kitchen appliances. My bedroom is at the back with a lovely view (we are on the second floor) and I have made sure to put out all my most colourful possessions to counteract the predominance of blue. With my pink and green sheets, my vast rainbow silk scarf across the window, my acres of colourful postcards on the walls and my bright pink umbrella suspended from the roof, the blue kind of disappears! (sunglasses are recommended for entering the room though)


Monica and I spent a day setting up the lounge room, so we had a little party.


My bedroom.


My bedroom.

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