Watch out. You'll be after a bungalow next thing you know! Mine has an English Rose kitchen by the way, not sure I am in love with it but my daughter is. I think I admire a decor style that would probably be called caravan chic. Lots of terracotta and cream and light wood. Best of all I like other people's taste in things. I have bad taste and I am learning to live with this. Like my parents before me, I have items I have bought and I am waiting for the cash for the rest of the room to catch up - then something comes up and it doesn't matter anymore. They had a red carpet and a pink suite which clashed - both bought in sales. And then they papered the stairway in vivid yellow but bought a clashing carpet in bright blue. Meanwhile mum pulled up all the plants in the garden to spend the rest of her life watching indestrutable (i?) weeds poke through the clay baked cracks she had created. I am rambling. Fight the beige in old age maybe.