Desired Home of the Week IV

When I was eight years old I believed I was a witch: I hugged trees and spoke to them with my friend Louise.  We shot bolts of lightning out of our fingers and each got ourselves an old perfume bottle each which we put water in as our marvellous elixir for magick.  We played with the fay and my dear friend defended animal rights adamantly - and yelled at boys who stepped on bugs!

The me of then would have ADORED this fun house - just let me design an adult one NOW!

by Artificium