The Kitchen Blues

My kitchen isn’t a disaster but it could be a lot better. As confessions go it isn’t a particularly exciting one but it’s the truth.

The room in the house with my mum calls the scullery, my wife calls the cocina and my daughter calls the coshhuaaa needs a little bit of that old je ne sais quoi to get it sparkling.

What about some kitchen backsplash tiles? Err, I’m not sure what I would do with these actually. I like to look at pictures of kitchen tiles as much as the next person but that’s probably not saying much anyway.

I could move the whole kit and kaboodle out and look at outdoor fireplace kits. This is a much better idea. I could leave the indoor as a cold, empty husk and enjoy the life of Reilly outside. While I am at it I’ll look for an outdoor bed and an outdoor bath. This sounds like the way forward and I could end up like one of those Backyardigan fellow who seem to get involved in wacky adventures in their back garden every day. I can’t sing as good as them know, and my fashion sense isn’t quite as keen but I am willing to make the effort.

My Mum had white kitchen cabinets in her scullery when I was a kid and they were places of wonder and intrigue for me. Apart from the supplies of chocolate biscuits in them there were often weird things in jars and old bottles which looked like bizarre genetic engineering experiments gone wrong. For a while I thought my Mum was a mad scientist but she was just really bad at making and storing food.

What I really need are some kitchen decorating ideas. I never thought that this would be all that complicated but it is. If you look online you will find shaker designs, French country kitchens,  farmhouse kitchens, Singapore bachelor pad kitchens and all sorts of other ideas. It’s all a bit intimidating for someone who just wants to have somewhere to fry and egg and boil some water sometimes.