When you are at home, even if the chicken is a little burnt, what's the big deal? Relax.
I feel strikingly domestic. We're in our own world with two busses and trucks.
Our kitchen is warm; it's who we are. And it has everything. Honestly, I could get rid of the rest of the house and just live in the kitchen.
It's very homely, this castle. It doesn't have huge ballrooms. I didn't want a cold, cavernous place.
I don't like posh hotels. I like small, eclectic hotels, and luxury for me would mean really good company with good food in a really funky, beautiful house in the middle of a field where someone came and serviced the place for us.
Excuse the mess but we live here.
I wish I was at home in my nice hole by the fire, with the kettle just beginning to sing!
Actually, I'm quite a domesticated person. I love the little things of home.
Radio, sewing machine, bookends, ironing board and that great big piano lamp - peace, that's what I like. Butterbean vines planted all along the front where the strings are.
Everyone can identify with a fragrant garden, with beauty of sunset, with the quiet of nature, with a warm and cozy cottage.
The Loden in Vancouver, where I stayed when I was filming 'The Arrow,' is a family-run hotel with a fantastic restaurant, great facilities, and brilliant people.
I spend a lot of time in our kitchen. I find it the cosiest, friendliest place in the house. It's not something my American upbringing prepared me for, but now that I live in England, it's become very important to me.
Call me cheesy but a dream home is really where the heart is.
Tea to the English is really a picnic indoors.
The auld wife sat at her ivied door, (Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese) A thing she had frequently done before; And her spectacles lay on her apron'd knees.
I love the homely atmosphere of Indore and Bhopal. People here are very warm and affectionate.
It's nice to have the creature comforts of home.
The household I grew up in... was rather like an Ovaltine advert. There was a huge fire, a kettle on the fire, the oven with the bread being baked every day, and there was the radio; it was very magical to hear all these wonderful programmes.
The firmest house in my fiction, probably, is the little thick-walled sandstone farmhouse of 'The Centaur' and 'Of the Farm'; I had lived in that house, and can visualize every floorboard and bit of worn molding.
He describes it as a large apartment, with a red brick floor and a capacious chimney; the ceiling garnished with hams, sides of bacon, and ropes of onions.
I love being domestic: making coffee, just putting on a record, and just sitting, not doing anything. It's so great.
I try to be careful how much I sing about the suburban house or whatever.
My home is my castle, and I spend a lot of time nurturing it, redecorating - moving this and adjusting that, adding flowers and candles.
Some people, you can see that they're in a house just because it functions OK for them. It checks the boxes for certain things that they need, but you can tell that they're not emotionally connected to the house.
