In Need of Love

Today my brother and his girlfriend came over for lunch and brought with them my old dolls house that my mum has been housing for me since I flew the nest years ago.

My Grandpa made this dolls house for me when I was little. It has 8 rooms inside and a sliding door at the front and back. Even though I am (obviously) too old to play with it, I can't part with it. I had decided a few years back to re-decorate it as it was starting to look shabby however I left the job half done, so at the moment all the walls & floors are bare and need a lot of love to get it looking useable again.

At the moment there are a couple of dead spiders squatting in it.