It houses my most favourite books in a bookcase that I had in my bedroom as a child.
There are two wooden elephants that I fell in love with in a shop in Warwick and had to buy.
There are shelves of old magazines that I don't seem to be able to get rid of. They were my bibles when I was working.
When I first left home and bought my first house, my Dad gave me a stuffed little owl as a house-warming present. An unusual choice you may think, but he was a great collector of taxidermy and it seemed the most natural thing in the world. I now have 3 owls in my living room but this one remains my favourite and is always a good talking point.
There are carefully chosen soft accessories - with all-important textural details.
And the family piano, sadly no longer played.
In this post, I mentioned that my parents were in the process of moving house. They are down-sizing and so there are things that need to be got rid of or found new homes for. One such item has been made a space for in my oasis.
It will give the room another dimension. A sort of party atmosphere...
I have been sorting through boxes, reminiscing, waiting for a new arrival, coming via Hampshire where it's been for a bit of refurbishment and restoring.
Can you guess what it is?