‘Is there anything for afternoon tea?’
This conversation happens at around 3.30pm each day as my children arrive home from school & want to be fed.
‘Sure’ I yell through the door, ‘there’s apples, nuts, bread….’
‘Yeah, but is there anything to eat?’ comes the reply.
It’s my eldest son. He’s fussy. Real fussy. And if it ain’t got sugar, he doesn’t classify it as afternoon tea.
Behind that yellow door is my office. I painted it yellow as a salute to my most favourite author – Roald Dahl. He had a writing hut at the bottom of his garden and his door was painted yellow. The yellow door inspires me and reminds me of Roald Dahl every day. I’m so lucky to have a place where I can write. Roald Dahl put it nicely when asked about his writing hut:
“You become a different person, you are no longer an ordinary fellow who walks around and looks after his children and eats meals and does silly things, you go into a completely different world.”
Here’s a picture of his writing hut where he wrote Matilda and Charlie and The Chocolate Factory.
When Roald Dahl opened his yellow door and went inside, he was able to imagine entirely different worlds. Maybe the yellow door helped with the transition from one world into the next. I was once told yellow was an illusion we all shared. I’ve no idea where I heard it but it’s stuck. Whether it’s true or not or makes sense doesn’t matter to me. I just love the idea of an illusion we all share. Something we’ve imagined that we’ve imagined together.
A lot like reading a book.
p.s In truth all colours are an illusion. It is our brains that see colours, not our eyes. Colours are not real at all. What is real is light!!
Who’s your favourite author? I’d love to know……