Having a cosy space is exhilarating. It’s the fulfilment of every childhood cubby house dream, a daily adventure worthy of the Swiss Family Robinson.
Having somewhere that is all yours? A secret hidey hole to run to across the frosty grass while the ocean roars up the valley? It’s a dollop of self-sufficiency that not much can top. My caravan cubby is my very own estate.
A space evolves to suit its inhabitant – it shifts from a warm, enclosed den on a chilly winter’s evening, to expand to fit friends for a pot of tea on a sunny afternoon. It can be a place for study or contemplation, or a place to dream up silly schemes. Or even a spot for a good, long, undisturbed nap.
But it’s more than that. It’s a quiet place where the world can’t reach you. A place that is becoming rarer and rarer these days. Everyone needs a cosy space. Do you have one?