So, it occurred to me recently that this is the nicest flat we've ever lived in. Not that it's the most modern, nor the one with the most mod cons (it disappointingly lacks a dishwasher) but in terms of size, space and general feel, it's the one that suits us most as a couple.

A few people have asked about my photos - what camera do I use, how much do I tweak them etc -  and the answer to many of these queries lies not in the fact I own a fancy schmancy camera and run all my photos through lightroom, but in the magnificent light that bathes our top floor apartment with its original Georgian windows and perfect angle to the sea. I love it.

In that sense, I owe the good photos that I occasionally manage to take to this little Penzance flat we call home.

In a few months time we'll be moving on, which means leaving our Cornish haven and everything we have established here. It's sad but it's also exciting and rather than get all melancholic about it, I've decided to record the bits that make me happy. It's not difficult for my possessions to look great when they are displayed in a space that was originally intended for a gallery.

White walls, white floorboards, some might call this a nightmare. People marvel at how I manage to keep it clean, but in truth its really not been difficult at all, and as I take extreme pride in our beautiful abode, it brings me abundant joy to make it look pretty and nice.

I only hope the flat we find in London can in some small way match the charm of this one. Trying to find a place that reflects our personalities and is suitable for our furniture, most of which is from the 50's, 60's and 70's, including our spindleback sofa, smoked glass coffee table and uber 70's recliner. I can't imagine we will top the magnificence of this bright white space that displays our possessions so perfectly but I'll certainly try my damndest.

Luckily I have a bit of a talent for flat hunting and so far have come up trumps every time - fingers crossed I can get it right again. Pretty much every flat we've lived in has required a bit of arm twisting my end and this flat was no different. When my Husband discovered it was right next door to his childhood home (we can see his old bedroom window from our livingroom) he initially refused to even view it. But I knew it was special. As soon as he stepped foot in it he too was convinced it ours.

Yet, here we are, just over a year later, planning our next adventure in London. Life for us is ever changing and ever unpredictable and for now that's just the way we like it. I have a feeling though that this little home will remain in our hearts for a very long time.

For me, it was the first time I was really able to put my own stamp on a place. It lent itself so brilliantly to my taste and style, which is why I wanted to capture it on camera, so that when I'm miserable in London I can reminisce about our dreamy Cornish life.

Of course, I don't really think I'll be miserable in London, I'm just merely being dramatic. However, I can't say I won't weep for my walk in closet or mope about when I'm longing for a long soak in a non existent bathtub - realistically our London flat will most probably only have a shower.

 I heart bird prints

Despite all this and many more misgivings, I am optimistic about our imminent London life and there are so many positives (like, say, a career!) that I'm sure the moments of doubt and regret will be fleeting.

Now that you've had a virtual peek inside my home, I hope you'll understand me a bit better. I find that people's possessions, the things they choose to surround themselves with, speak volumes about the kind of person they are.....and I know very few people who don't love a good nosey;)

Thankfully the light was particularly fantastic when I took these shots and accurately reflect the dreamlike quality of the flat. It's a super calming place to live and I can honestly say I've never slept better than in this apartment - it is so unbelievably tranquil and the bed is built into the eaves, which makes it feel extra cosy and safe.

There's not much more to say then other than.....

Goodbye my lovely Penzance home. Goodbye my much coveted walk in closet. Farewell my wonderful bathtub (and shower with excellent pressure, I appreciate it). So long, small but perfectly formed, kitchen and superb smeg gas stove (the oven can go screw itself). Adieu the most comfortable bed I've ever had the pleasure to sleep in, I will sorely miss feeling like I'm in a cosy cocoon. Oh darling little flat, right smack dab in the middle of town (and almost on the roof), how I will miss thee. I promise to forever remember you fondly. Be good to the next tenants, but be sure to love them just a little less than us  - I'm the jealous sort. Love, Me x