I have a confession to make. I am messy. The only thing that makes me seem not quite so messy is the even messier people I live with – my husband, let’s call him Homely Boy, and our three children. Actually our nine-year-old keeps her own room pretty tidy, but this is more than compensated for by our seven-year-old, whose bedroom looks like Hieronymus Bosch has been working with Playmobil. Our three-year-old is, well, three, which means drawing on the walls, weeing on the sofa, that sort of thing.

So it is my misfortune that I am also obsessed with interiors. I love leafing through interior magazines, watching The Great British Interior Design Challenge and scrolling through Instagram looking at lovely images of tranquil, uncluttered homes. A psychoanalyst would probably say that is why I am so addicted to interiors porn.

Part of the reason for this blog is to inspire me to decorate and declutter our own home: an Edwardian semi that we moved into a year and a half ago. So far we have only made cosmetic changes, including painting the downstairs and part of the upstairs, pulling up the carpets and varnishing the floorboards, and┬áhaving some curtains made. Our kitchen and bathroom are in desperate need of updating and I have a vision that each of the children’s rooms will be decorated in an individual style that will inspire their imaginations – let’s just hope we achieve it before they leave home!

And the name of the blog? Tolkien fans among you will recognise the description of Rivendell, the home of Elrond the Elf in Lord of the Rings, “the Last Homely House East of the Sea”, which always sounded rather lovely to me. Homely Boy would probably tell you that I am more suited to a hobbit hole and he would be right.

Thanks for visiting and I hope you enjoy reading about my hobbit hole and other homely places.

Homely Girl (…with thanks to UB40)