Evidence that Fran still has the same duvet cover as she did two years ago

I wrote this post in Autumn 2011, and when I looked out of the bedroom window this morning at next door's tree, I realised it was time to post it again ....


I get really excited in Autumn. 

Is this because I am a lover of nature?  Is it because I find that observing creation enriches my inner soul?  Is it because I see, in the flaming red and orange trees, beauty which inspires my heart to leap with joy?

Regular readers will know the answer.  This is because they know that Fran is to love of nature what a vegetarian is to love of steak tartare, a rack of ribs and garlic prawns on the side.

No.  The reason I get really excited is that, when next door's tree is in full autumn colour, it matches my duvet cover.

Here is a picture of the type of tree in next door's garden:

By 'type of tree', Fran meant 'orangey red'.  She categorises trees in the
same way she does cars. 
And here is a picture of some bedding which is very like mine.




Our bedroom is at the back of the house, overlooking next door's garden.  And there is a certain point in the year when I can look into next door's garden .....


and then to our bed ....



and back again, and I feel a real sense of completeness, not to mention pride in having moved to a house where next door's foliage matches my soft furnishings.

Put it this way, if you saw the rest of my house, you would realise that, without little accidents of destiny such as that described above, it would look as coordinated as the coalition government.

Comments

  1. BadPenny11/11/13 09:45

    I remember this. When I look next door I see chaos & mess which makes my bedroom look very ... well ... tidy. Thanks neighbours x

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    1. Fran Hill11/11/13 11:30

      How thoughtful of your neighbours, to boost your self-esteem like that!

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  2. Anonymous11/11/13 10:26

    I didn't know Mother Nature was into color coordinating!!

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    1. Fran Hill11/11/13 11:31

      Mother Nature might not be, but Mother Soft Furnishings Shops certainly is.

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  3. Wendy's Writing11/11/13 10:51

    I have just re-decorated my bedroom. I shall now look out the window to see what colour my soft furnishings should be. (I sometimes whisper 'shopping for soft furnishings' in my husbands ear just to see him go pale.)

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    1. Fran Hill11/11/13 11:31

      I pity you if all your neighbours have is a grey concrete patio and pebbling.

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  4. Janie Junebug11/11/13 10:53

    Well done. I was not smart enough to buy a comforter with a matching tree.

    Love,
    Janie

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    1. Fran Hill11/11/13 11:32

      I do a seminar on this particular skill for £335.00 per person, per hour. Do you want to book in?

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    2. Janie Junebug12/11/13 12:32

      Not now, but perhaps after the holidays when I've paid off my bills (which, in fact, will never happen).

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  5. Steve11/11/13 12:08

    Wouldn't it be easier and more regularly gratifying to have a duvet that is coloured grass green?

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    1. Pam 12/11/13 05:07

      Indeed. You are a practical man, Steve.

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    2. Fran Hill12/11/13 10:47

      That just reminds me that my son once said, 'Why don't you just have black towels, Mum? Then you don't need to nag me about leaving dirty streaks on the cream ones!' Ever so thoughtful, he is.

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  6. stephen Hayes11/11/13 12:48

    When the leaves drop off of the tree do you sleep on a bare mattress?

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    1. Fran Hill12/11/13 10:47

      Of course! And when it snows, we scatter ice all over it!

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  7. Martin12/11/13 02:08

    You could launch the 'Coalition Range', Fran. Although there may not be a safe seat in the house.

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    1. Fran Hill12/11/13 10:49

      Ho ho ho. The Punmeister strikes again!

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  8. River12/11/13 02:17

    My doona cover is eighteen years old, still in great condition and I'm still in love with the colours and floral pattern. But it's nice when your decor matches nature even for such a short time.

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    1. Fran Hill12/11/13 10:50

      Had to look up 'doona' and now I know ....

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  9. SmitoniusAndSonata16/11/13 13:19

    The two trees outside our flat fell over during the big storm ... does this mean I should replace the duvet cover or bin the duvet altogether ?

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    1. Fran Hill17/11/13 11:18

      I see your dilemma. Hm. I will come back to you soon with a wise answer and will only charge you £35.60 for the service.

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  10. Unknown17/11/13 11:12

    "Being Me" has been included in the A Sunday Drive for this week. Be assured that I hope this helps to point many new visitors in your direction.

    http://asthecrackerheadcrumbles.blogspot.com/2013/11/a-sunday-drive.html

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  11. Anonymous17/11/13 17:00

    Showcasing nature, it doesn't get much better. Enjoy your season Fran.

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    1. Fran Hill18/11/13 10:53

      I do my best for the planet, Kelly .... although I am being disingenuous here. Anyone who reads this blog regularly will tell you that I am not one of nature's greatest advocates and prefer 'indoors'. Thanks for following. Appreciated.

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  12. Jenny Woolf18/11/13 04:21

    I came here from Jerry's blog, loved your post about the bedroom duvet coordinating with the view.

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    1. Fran Hill18/11/13 10:54

      Thanks, Jenny. So glad you came over and thanks for following. I'm looking at the tree every day now, wondering when there'll be a wintry windy day which will blow all its fabulous redness away and leave the duvet and the tree very much unmatching.

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