The furniture within the house appeared to be that of the wartime utility type.
Just plain, basic, and dependable with no thrills whatsoever.
As for Nanny Mitchel’s dress sense, fashionable items of the modern times were definitely not ever worn.
Normal attire would consist of a pink gingham housecoat, a regular skirt of some kind, tights, and of course slippers.
It goes without saying that these slippers she wore would have other uses than keeping her feet warm.
Under Nanny Mitchel’s staircase, which creaked when you walked up them, was a cupboard.
On reflection, this cupboard and the contents in it must have held some magic to me in my formative years.
For inside the cupboard was a toy box with all kinds of goodies to keep me occupied when visiting.
However, it was one book, within this cupboard that was to change my life forever.