it was like an oasis of calm
it was all grown up and there were fresh flowers in vases at coffee table height
and there was carpet (we can't have carpet because of dd1's walking frame, no 'shoes at the door' for us because her wheels are unwipeable and covered in crud)
there was a little table with a laptop on and some lovely stationery
it looked like to clean it you would just need to wander around with a feather duster and run a vac round
you wouldn't have to move a load of shite and then pry up squashed raisins
I came home quite depressed