Entry for 1st July, 2008

Yet another of my 100STIs to thrill you with today. (For those of you that haven't been following the blog avidly, I am trying to complete 100 Small but Tangible Improvements to my small and insignificant life, thus paving the way towards world domination, or at least the smug feeling that my life is at least 100% better than any of yours).
I hung a picture! A little picture of some deck chairs, which now hangs happily in my kitchen brightening the lives of all and sundry who gaze upon it.
I had to hang it clandestinely however, as my significant other and I have different views about the number of pictures we should have upon the walls of our little castle on the hill. She, of course, is unreasonable, and would have us live in a monastic cell, devoid of any wall decorations whatsoever. If she had her way, it would be like living in that film "Cube" where all the rooms are identical. The only difference to "Cube" would be that all our rooms would be painted magnolia and the floors would be covered in stray Cheerios from the breakfast bowls of the Small Bald People.
I - and it will not surprise you to learn this - have taste, and would happily bedeck every square inch of wallspace in pictures (preferably of long-dead members of my family). For some reason, this is frowned upon, so now me my Significant Other and I engage in subterfuge: me - hanging pictures in the dead of night; she - taking them down whilst I am at work. It is like the Cold War. I fully expect to meet my spouse on a bridge in Berlin some day soon. We shall stand at opposite ends, as Jack Vettriano nervously crosses from her side to mine.