I work at the top of the house in the converted loft, so have plenty of light. From the skylights I can see houses, gardens and the tops of trees. On the odd days when high summer comes, the room turns into an oven and I flee to the library.
My writing table is under the window. The Windsor chair was my dad’s. He worked for Leeds Corporation and rescued this chair from the salvage depot – a recycler before anyone had heard of the word. The string hanging from the chair is for the amusement of cats.
The computer table and little cabinet are from IKEA. My sister and I spent hours and hours assembling them. I now know that the two most important words in the English language are “comes assembled”.
The picture on the left is Separating Thoughts by Sharon Yamamoto. A woman is combing her hair – one side blue, one side red. She has a circle of orange light on her forehead. A friend bought this for me when the first Kate Shackleton book was published and told me this would be appropriate, “as you divide yourself into two people.” The other is a snow scene, copied by my godmother from a Christmas card.