I am lucky enough to have a room of my own, a study, in my house. Yet I never stop dreaming of a little dream cabin or writing shed hidden somewhere in a (beautifully tended) garden, out of earshot of the house.
What inspires you most? A tree house?
Or maybe a house on the water?
A castle with a garden for all the five senses?
A book-lined garden shed? (Don’t think about damp and other practicalities for a moment!)
In my grandiose moments, I dream of escaping to the old Royal Salt Mine designed by that mad visionary Nicolas Ledoux. It may be architecture on a huge scale, but it’s soothingly remote.
In the end, though, it will have to be sofa. Or maybe my garden deck. Still, it could be worse, right?