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Princess Cirrus held a breakfast meeting with her parents, King and Queen Cirrus. Finding and flying to Cloud Nine was an opportunistic move but only if they could build the Castle of their dreams. Looking out at the vast expanse of fluffy down the project looked daunting. There was nothing there. No bricks, no grass, no running water and no electricity. King and Queen Cirrus looked glum and enquiring. How would Princess Cirrus solve the problems? 'We first have to consult with the best architects in the universe,' said Princess Cirrus. I will communicate with the World Wide Wind and request consultations with three outstanding architects. The architect from Cumulus was the first to arrive. He had an enormous carriage cloud and was obviously out to impress the royality he had been summoned to serve. Architect Cumulus strode over the down, measuring, writing and generally taking no notice of the conversation of his potential clients. 'I am your man, 'said Architect Cumulus, 'I have more »

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So ridiculously pleased that my new friend Kitty has made a positive comment I return to the blog refreshed. Refreshment has been long and varied this weekend. Birthday boy, who is definitely more grown man than a boy, deserved a serious celebration so on Friday we set off for the serious heaven of Blakeney, Norfolk with Mr Bo Jangles in tow. On route we rescued London son and his Yorkshire girlfriend from a little station with plenty of signs but no obvious entrance. At this point we had to re jig the luggage and Mr Bo who had slobbered and rained on all his bedding. Feeling slightly guilty about the worried, sodden Mr Bo we lunched to excess with Nottingham son and friend at the Hoste Arms and the ever expanding party eventually landed in Blakeney. It is amazing how inventive you can be in one hotel bathroom. Mr Bo's bedding was washed in many tiny bottles of shampoo and hung to dry on the shower rail and then somehow London son's scarf and sweater joined the wash room as Mr Bo had more »

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When my husband announced that he was going to buy a new T.V to replace our old one, that to be fair had long past it's sell by date, I have a vague memory of agreeing that this was a good idea, and some recollection of a discussion about it fitting into one of the alcoves in our living room. Now whilst in my professional life as an interior designer, something as important as deciding on the size of a T.V measured against the available space, the integration of the cabling and surround sound system into a scheme, would be something that was carefully planned to ensure that my client had a perfect design solution. Seemlessly blending the technology into an aestetically perfect environment. But after a hard day's work when all that really matters is that all important glass of Rioja and the new series of Desperate Housewives, something went horribly wrong with my normal brain function and I allowed him to order the T.V all by himself. Having measured the width of the alcove and more »

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Last week my business partner and friend, Diane, signed us up for a blogging course. The course was labelled a breakfast meeting with the wonderful start time of 8.00am and the only attraction of breakfast on arrival. Formal meetings over breakfast are definitely not my thing. The Microsoft lady started and stopped many times. The pauses were not caused by her obvious knowledge and eloquence. Just the faulty microphone. So there we were listening to the wonderful world of blogging and all the intricies of RSS and many labels, which went fast past me, but it was the technology of powering the voice that was the main hurdle to learning about a brave new world. So with all the enthusiasm of trying out something new I signed up to mydeco and then did nothing. For a few days I remained unsure of this strange new toy and then I took the plunge, added the picture and clicked around to see what my new friends looked like. 'Never blog if you have been drinking, ' said the Microsoft lady, 'and more »

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In preparation for Bo & Jangles beautiful furniture and art furniture to be sold online,  I have been tasked with in putting the data on the excel spread sheets. At present we enjoy conversations with our clients, and we hope the chats will continue, but offering the choice of  e-commerce to our customers is where we are heading. So each product needs a product code, a sku, a j-peg, a weight, height, length, width, a range, description, name, manufacturers name and a RRP. It is possible to order the Princess and The Castle Art headboard in ten different sizes. At the moment there are three Art Headboards in the children's range and one Art Headboard in the Tree range so multiplied up we suddenly have forty product codes. Amazingly four products populate four hundred and eighty boxes on the spread sheet. As yet I have not started the chairs, chaise, cushions and fabrics but I do recognise that box filling is going to have to become my forte very rapidly which it most definitely is not more »

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Princess Cirrus was a persistent person. The World Wide Wind said she was important to him and Princess Cirrus wanted to guage if the World Wide Wind was truthful.  Long into the night she called the World Wide Wind. The World Wide Wind played a wily game of options.  Systematically, Princess Cirrus went through each option carefully, never losing patience, determined that one of the options would reveal the answers to her questions.  Really it was a game of mathematics. Very cunning. Option one, lead to five options and the first of those options lead to three options and the first of those options lead to two options. The unknown was how many options the World Wide Wind had stored for the game. A spread sheet was needed to process the information. And the World Wide Wind spread sheet was born and grew. Unexpectedly, one option lead to real information. The option suggested that, that particular office had all available World Wide Wind staff working ceaselessly with no-one available more »

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CALLING ALL INTERIORS ENTHUSIASTS!  We all know the common theories out there about the cultural significance of our homes in the past - from the proud Victorian parlours, filled to excess with home furnishings, to the housing boom after World War II when pre-fab houses and large developments sprung up all over Britain in response to the end of a troubled era and a new baby boom. But, we have moved on and now have a whole new set of cultural values to live our lives by. So, why do we furnish our homes to excess? Why do we love a trip to Ikea on a rainy Saturday afternoon or why is bagging a real bargain the Habitat a great buzz? Why do we love interior design and decorating? Why can we not get enough of interiors magazines, interior design programmes and of course, websites? My PhD thesis, 'The Cultural Significance of Interior Design Magazines in the 21st Century' asks all of these questions and seeks to find the answers in our modern more »

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If there is one thing that the world is lacking these days its good old British designed and manufactured furniture.  Does anyone actually want the furniture that they buy in from abroad at hugely discounted prices to last longer than an episode of Eastenders?  Cheap labour is killing our industry.  Bring back fabulously made furniture! When exhibiting at last months Interiors Birmingham show, I was amazed to see the lack of British born furniture, and even more amazed to hear so many people talk about it!  If you want to see some stunning British manufactered contemporary furniture visit www.isu-uk.com