I'm currently at my oncle's place. We had to come and visit him and his wife, because they have built their house, and already moved in.
Well, so far all I can say is, that it's big, you can play tag in it without fear of upturning any furniture, and it's freezing. Well, I can say that the one who made the plans has not been an architecht, because the places are kind of awkward. Furniture and doors are thrown around and there is no clean order. There are 2 tables lined up with chairs around each of them, all in the main room, so that it looks like an antique McDonalds. The furniture is verry pretty, came from an antique shop... actually, I'm green with envy at some of them, but... there is really no order. They are tall, short, taller, shorter. Kinda... funny. The color seems to match for half of it, shades varying. Funny.
The plush armchairs and the antique chairs have nothing in common. The plush stuff is ultra modern with a light khakhiish cream color, all straight lines and looking like a cubist painting, while the antique furniture is art deco and baroque... and all between.
Well... gotta dash. I'll have to sing an ode to their new flat. How pleasant.
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