Yes!! Someone else said this about the house & the lack of personal tidbits? I can look around my house and have bits from honeymoon, bits off eBay, frames I spent too much on from Oliver bonas in Victoria station whilst waiting for the train, etc etc etc. Theirs is literally a Pinterest board rammed with gifted tat, they don’t even have the ~premium insta mum~ prints like the posh fashion mums do it’s all Etsy promoted listing fodder. That Margate bounty knows the score
Yes that was me
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isn’t it weird that they’ve got nothing real, nothing to show any kind of past? It’s like the Truman Show or The Circle or something. Everything placed just so, nothing connecting them to anything. All those pictures he’s taken over the years of those absolutely beautiful children, and not one of them in their house! Their whole life is just an insta-sham. I mean, I get not wanting to have clutter, I don’t have clutter really either, but I’ve got the lamp I had as a baby in my son’s room, I’ve got beautiful photographs of my children up mountains, in forests, and on beaches, we’ve got both of our grandfathers’ war medals properly framed. We’ve got furniture pilfered from our childhood bedrooms, and a serving plate from every country we’ve ever been to. The newness of everything in their house is so bloody weird. That’s what makes it so empty and un-homely. Also the huge amount of child-free zones is so cold. We have a big-ish house, and while we might stick on a film for them in a room occasionally and then maybe eat an evening meal while they’re in there, there’s no way I would divide up the house into kid and non-kid areas. We’ve got kids! Jeez, they didn’t ask to be born, I’m not going to cordon off half the house because I need ‘me time’! I get me time when they’re at school, in bed, waiting when they’re doing a class or activity, or even when they go off to play happily without me. The make my blood boil those effing SODs!