Kirstie's Homemade Home

So tell me, Kirstie Allsop, love her or hate her? Me, I’m in the “love her and wanna be her bestest friend please” camp because she’s just so oodly scrumptiously herself at all times, speaks her mind, takes no nonsense, flirts for England, wears some gloriously silly but mildly wonderful retro-esque outfits and loves design, interiors and property with a passion most of us reserve for chocolate.
I adore her and though Location, Location, Location drove me nutty due, mostly, to the whingey wannabe, unimaginative, potential owners- the very idea of Kirstie having her own programme dedicated to renovating an dilapidated Devonshire country cottage into the “ultimate handmade home” makes me feel like ringing channel four up and thanking them for finally giving me reason to stay up after Coronation Street instead of retreating to the cocoon that is my bedroom with the book and cup of moroccan mint tea that has become my habit of late, an hour before the universe lowers the dimmer switch on a lane noisy with owls screaming night night…

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