KEEPING IT SIMPLE. Words and images to document the ordinary, the detail and the minutiae of life.


My bedside table

It holds at least eight books, a bottle of lavender oil, an alarm clock and a torch. It has elegant lines and a rush seat. It once belonged to my Grandmother and has travelled from Kent in the UK to Perth in Australia.

In the wee small hours of the night, during a thunder storm, Dog crept in and curled up tight beneath it. It is a small chair and Dog is a big dog, but he managed it, somehow.

In the morning I had to lift the chair off him so he could get out and leave the room with his dignity still intact.