...make life better in the long term. Unfortunately, however, once the inconvenience has subsided, the improvements are barely noticed. Have you ever noticed that strange phenomenon?
Learning is an inconvenience. Being hungry is an inconvenience. Wet and windy weather is an inconvenience. My now tepid cup of tea is exceedingly inconvenient, especially as I prefer my favourite beverage to be warming and soothing in wet and windy weather.
As usual, my schedule for the days and weeks ahead is very busy and highly invigorating, even though there are several inconveniences in my daily experiences at present, not just because the weather is rather unpleasant. There are considerable renovations underway in my little villa.
The little study next to my kitchen has become a flower room, very much like the one at Carrick Hill, but on a far grander scale than that, of course. My new study is now housed in the old parlour, though it is not at all like the library in Parliament House in Adelaide or the Mortlock Wing of the State Library of South Australia.
I have a library of my own, as well as a study, and you are most welcome to visit it yourself from time to time, to compare it with the other esteemed institutions mentioned above. I call mine the Enlightened Library. Quietly read in my library at any time, should you wish to participate in a worthy discussion afterwards in the more appropriate atmosphere of the Virtual Parlour.
My new parlour is currently being designed in one of the old state rooms in the villa. I am seeking a range of opinions about its decoration, including your own, dear reader. Perhaps I should also seek the advice of the Australian Government Department of Innovation, Science, Industry and Research for further suggestions on improving the quality of my main living and working environment, and my productivity.
The small studio pavilion in my garden is a haven from all of the din and clatter currently within the main dwelling. Even in the garden, there have been several inconveniences, not just due to the wet weather damaging the grape vines. There are black Portuguese millipedes invading every nook and cranny of the house, the garden and the pavilion. The horrible little beasties are even on the ceilings, on the floors, and in the kitchen sink.
Adding to the inconvenience, my bedroom has been turned into a serene salon, meaning that I now sleep in my boudoir while Monsieur Adelaidezone is currently sleeping under the kitchen table. No-one is permitted to sleep in the serene salon, where the topic of creating world peace is discussed.
In addition to my serene salon, my lively literary salon is situated in the new parlour, while my peace salon is also situated in the world at large, as well as the former bedroom, which was, before that the drawing room. Renovations are a regular occurrence, dear reader. However, there are connecting passageways to the Virtual Parlour throughout the villa, so please do make your way there to provide some enlightened topics of conversation for my other guests.
An exciting recent development is that an observation tower has been constructed in a new wing to the west. It is to be the main research facility for the International Training Centre for the Harmonious Interplay of Beauty, Understanding and Magnificence. The Sublime Secretariat is now housed in my old dining room. I now eat in the kitchen while Monsieur Adelaidezone eats at Adelaide's Central Market.
I am not sure if the finished result of all of these renovations will look more like Sissinghurst or Knole. The material structures may bear more of a resemblance to a 1960s Australian bungalow on a quarter-acre suburban block in your eyes, rather than a stately and extensive ethereal estate. I believe it is the innovation within that matters most.
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