The painting is complete. We can proudly tell people we have ‘Hog Bristle’ coloured walls and ‘Hog Bristle Quarter’ skirting boards. Part of me is sorry I can’t give a more macabre name to the tint, but never mind. I have always had a rather black sense of humour.
The best part so far has to be this:
Mmm… warm under my tootsies.
Fate has a rather funny way of walking up and chest-bumping you to attention. I’m not sure if I went into this story before, but back when we were Seriously Thinking Of Moving we put a Serious Bid in on a house down the road. We had one other competitor, a Famous Actress, who outbid us and eventually purchased it. I noticed yesterday this house was up on the market again, the very day our painting was finished. Part of me is rueful; the other part is shrugging indifferently. Murphy’s Law, eh?
