Like many Londoners we don't have a garden. We do however have a balcony and it's this time of year that the tiny scrap of space starts to become of use (it's the exact opposite during the winter as the the doors let out so much heat, and the landlord has never got round to replacing them like he said he would...but enough of that). It was described as a "roof terrace" by the estate agents but it doesn't really qualify as that. Partly because it's not on the roof.
Kate's spent a lot of time lately cleaning it up, as it was pretty grotty when we moved in. This it what it looked like a couple of weeks ago...
...and this is what it looks like now...
I should point out that the reed-things at the back were put in by us in an attempt to add some privacy to it, as if you're sitting out there it can be a bit exposed to the road and next door.
This weekend Kate has added some solar-powered, water-proof fairy lights (I kid ye not). The girlification of the balcony is complete, although credit to her, it looks great! The only worry is - once we have our own place, is this how I can expect entirely rooms to be styled?!
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