Where the magic happens....

Or not. We all have our days.

The weekend just gone my parents came over and helped me sort out my pantry. It was kinda a mess after months and months of not really doing anything in the kitchen and things being put in all sorts of strange places. It got to the point where I couldn't find my cookie cutters, and with the tennis club baking starting soon I really need my kitchen in order. Mum hates organising her own pantry - but was a star at mine. Parents are great are they not?

Ooh there's me in the reflection....

So to go with the newly organised pantry I cleaned out the kitchen. This was also spurred by a potentially horrific accident involving a wobbly unbalanced child on a stool in the kitchen, a few bottles of liquor on a tray including a full bottle of Cointreau which smashed midair, sending 100 million tiny shards of glass and sticky booze ALL OVER THE KITCHEN. What a MESS and what a near disaster for Katie who luckily only received a few surface scratches to her legs.

So here's my tidy kitchen. I would love a new kitchen, as this one is a zillion years old with those kind of cupboards you can put your back out getting things out of. The cupboards are either too high or too low and the benches are uneven and falling apart slowly. But I love this space. It's the place I feel most relaxed. I've got a view of the beach, I can watch my children play outside, I can keep an eye on them in the lounge. It's the centre of our house where friends come and hang for a cuppa or something a bit stronger (sorry no Cointreau left though). One day when we have our dream house I'm gonna have a huge kitchen that I never have to leave.

My collection of photo props in the cabinet behind.

My favourite kitchen item

What's your favourite space?