Our front door used to be a distinctive Prussian blue colour. It was a reclaimed door, installed by our then builder, John Harman, in 1996 and fitted with stained glass by Sebastian Glass.
It looked very distinguished and for years I would tell visitors who hadn't been before to 'look for the blue door'.
But sadly the blue door is no more. C instructed the decorators we hired to paint the house to eliminate the blue in favour of ...black.
Instead of a bright, up-beat, welcoming entrance we have a sombre gothic gateway. You can almost see the "Abandon hope..." notice above the arch.
Quite what motivated this sudden change is a mystery.
Or perhaps it wasn't sudden - perhaps C had been lusting after a black door for years and only now seized her opportunity?
Or has she been taken over by colour-blind aliens?
Or has she heard the Rolling Stones song on the radio and been subliminally influenced?
Or does it reflect a seduction by the dark side?
I suppose I could ask her...
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