When we moved in to our house, it's fair to say there was a utility room, of sorts. I'd never had one before, so the prospect of not having the washing machine juddering away in the kitchen while I was whipping up Michelin starred delights for the family (ahem) was an exciting one. Another step towards actual adulthood! It was, however, a weird old space and, not to put too fine a point on it, an absolute grot-fest.
In my previous blog post on kitchen design, I promised you a deeper dive into the storage I incorporated into my kitchen. I would imagine you've all been on tenterhooks ever since, and I'm delighted to tell you THE WAIT IS OVER, the day is here and we can chat nooks, crannies and tupperware to our hearts' content.
