I find it fascinating but also slightly excruciating. It is just such an intimate thing, going into other people’s private spaces. Yesterday’s home visit was wonderful. A house full of picture. Every wall space taken up. And all those cats. And a dog. And a squirrel and a pigeon. And then there was the warmth from that Aga. Gorgeous. And now I am waking to another strange house. It takes time to orientate myself. And it smells so unfamiliar. I light candles and open drawers.
