After spending hours building the desk (after wheeling it home in a shopping trolley in the rain), I then shoved piles of fabric, yarn, sewing notions and miscellaneous paper onto it.
I showed the boy and said "Well, this is it... of course, it'll look better once I've organised it all".
His reply? "That's not gonna happen, is it?"
I admitted that this could be the best it will ever look... But I am going to put up some kind of handmade bunting/garland, and an inspiration mood board.
I think I have to accept that my decorating style is "cluttered".
