Following on from my earlier blog about my recent visit to Snowshill Manor, I have had a thought :-
What if I were to do a Snowshill Manor approach to de-cluttering at our home in Kilsby ?
We would not have to buy more stuff, just rearrange all the clutter into collections in each of the rooms in our house. The previously troubling ‘clutter’ could thereafter be referred to as ‘precious artefacts’.
- The small bedroom that used to be Tom’s could be renamed the Pants and Vests Fashion Collection. My extensive Christmas annual gifts all pegged out on rotary clothes lines and clothes horses. The long Johns might have to hang on one of those retracting poles that lifts up to the ceiling. My Calvin Kleins could be at the forefront, or should that be Y-front. Later, I would be able to buy some string vests to add to the collection. I am sure this would become a most popular display to visit, when we eventually donate the house to the National Trust.
- The main lounge could be turned into the Cushion and Teddy Bear Collection. We might just about be able to get all the cushions in one room. Then the teddy bears could bounce around on them all day. We could even occasionally hire out the lounge as a playpen for children’s birthday parties. That would be fun.
- The study could be our new Museum of Modern Art Gallery. It would contain all of my uncle’s miniature wooden boxes, which are genuinely works of art. All of my own unique wood turned sculptures which are waiting to be preserved for the nation. Then we come to all of Tom’s childhood drawings which are currently in a plastic box under his bed. He assures me that it’s just a matter of time before they are worth a fortune. Last, but certainly not least, we could include Mo’s ceramic sculptures and tiles and pheasants and pigs and dogs and cockerels and angels. She will soon have a Noah’s Ark full.
- The kitchen could be taken over as a Whisky and Wine Cellar . It could house my vast collection of Malt Whisky’s and our racks of red and white wine. We might as well put in all the other bottles around the house, providing of course we don’t get mixed up with all the bottles of cleaning fluid and medication.
- The front hall could become the Junk Mail Room. We wouldn’t need to open the post, we could leave it to pile up under the letter box for years. No need to answer it or throw it away. Better stop the newspaper deliveries though.
The man from Snowshill Manor – Mr Charles Paget Wade, eventually had to move out of his manor house into an adjoining barn and outbuildings because his collecting outgrew his accommodation. Like him, Mo and I could move into the old coal shed and live on the garden furniture that is stored in there. The shed next door has a copper boiler which Mo could use to do the laundry and we have several old cast-iron irons which she could use to iron all my shirts. Not too far down the garden path is the old privy and I should be able to find a tin bath on the Daventry tip.
This might be a very good way of more efficiently using our house to house all our clutter —– oops I mean —- precious artefacts. Living in the garden shed would be a bit of a sacrifice, especially in the winter, but it may be a price we have to pay for our place in history.
I’ll write to the National Trust tomorrow!