Momentous moment: we are back in our house. It’s still not done, but we are camping out upstairs and surviving on bananas and crisps and cereal bars and it’s not too shoddy. Not too shoddy at all. Especially as Mr AMR had ordered a telly bed (where the TV rises up out of the foot of the bedframe) and the TV has Netflix already installed on it – hello middle-of-the-night breastfeeding sessions! I need a new box set to devour if anyone has any recommendations…

I can honestly say that the last six months have been the most stressful of my life. Having a baby was kind of a doddle in comparison to having a house renovated – I’m not sure I could do it all again. I love watching house programmes (Grand Designs, Location Location Location, Restoration Man) but whereas before I used to sit there with a longing to get started on my own little project, I now have a chuckle at all of the bits that they’ve smoothed over for the camera – obvious relationship breakdowns and so on. I want to record my house renovating experience here on the website so that I can look back on it when all of the dust has settled, so expect a post soon. The interiors features will swiftly follow!

I can’t stop touching the doors and carpets and walls – I’ve never chosen anything new like this on such a big scale before. Never bought a new kitchen (our last place had a decent one, we never saw reason to change it) never built a new room or knocked down a wall… When I sit in the living room it’s almost as though nothing has changed, because I still have the same views and the same old De Sede sofa, but then I realise that everything around me is completely new. It’s very odd.

Right – must go. The thermostat has been put in the wrong place and the radiators keep coming on full-blast, so it’s like the Sahara in here. We’re just about to order Dominos (Saturday night, it’s allowed) and work out how to operate the central heating. Ah, domestic bliss. How I’ve missed you…

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