House rules

Today I checked out the new vicarage. There was the good, the bad and the ugly. The house is OK, needs a new interior paint job, at the minute there is ghastly, cold duck egg blue walls clashing with blue/grey carpets. They will either be painted white or light grey.
It certainly made me realise how spoilt I have been in my vast open plan curate’s house!
The garden is dreadful, well I should say the patchy grass with weeds. It’s obvious the last vicar was even less of a gardener than myself!
However, I’ve chosen a new bench top in the 80s kitchen. I can live with the salmon pink cupboards.