Mother Porridge has been
burdened gifted with KateTakes5’s Listography this week. She’s chosen a great theme: What Makes Your House a Home? We don’t have a house – more like a solitary prison cell called a flat which somehow accommodates all five of us. But it is our home. And these are the things that make it one…
Tons of it. Everywhere you look. I try to fight it. Have a clear out (without telling anyone) once a month, filling several bin bags and recycling sacks. But the moutnain never goes down. The stack grows high; the clutter deeper; the pile ever more onerous. The clutter, the clutter. I am drowning in clutter. But it’s the clutter that reminds me I am a father. And with that, I have a purpose.
2. MY COOKING STATION
My Sous Vide Supreme, my Cuisinart Slow Cooker; my Tojiro knives. These are the things I live for. They’re what make my ktichen a ‘working’ kitche; a place of toil and creation. My respite, my retreat.
3. OUR ROOF TERRACE
This is where my wife and I retire once we’ve settled the kids down to the telly or laptop, for a chilled glass of wine after a hard day at our equivalent coalfaces. It’s south-facing, overlooking some of the great sights of London – the Post Office Tower, the Millenium wheel, the ever-progressing Shard. It’s wonderful to hang out here, exchange the woes of our days, listening to the people traffic down below. It’s our little part of the chim-chiminey scene in Mary Poppins.
4. FRIDGE MAGNETS AND NOTICES
Touches of humour, reminders of the kids’ achievements, reminders of things to come. It’s a mess, but my wife and I know where everything is and it serves as an instant reference point about things we’ve done or have to do.
5. LINE DRAWING OF ME AND TOM
Of course, our home is festooned with photos of us and our family, but this one is my favourite. It’s a clever line-drawing created in a motorway serve station photo-booth. Each time me and my middle son go to visit his grandfather in Manchester, we stop at the booth and have our portrait updated, which I put on top of the previous year’s, to create a ongoing record of how he and I, and our relationship, is changing.
Head over to Mother Porridge’s Listography right now and share your home-identifying secrets.