When I was little I used to stay with our lovely neighbours whenever my parents were away. At their house if you left the living room door open while entering or exiting someone jokingly asked if “you were born in a barn”. The drafty scottish cottage felt the effects of air flow!
Nostalgically thinking I do recall wondering aged around 6 or 7 what it would actually be like to live in a barn. Growing up on a Scottish arable farm, I enjoyed playing in the old untouched dusty barns, amongst the brick walls, under the wooden rafters. Barn conversions have always been a facination of mine. Admiring barn conversions in magazines or watching renovation programmes lets the mind envisage and dream of that airy, wide feeling of space that one wholly feels in childhood. I often wonder if it is seeking that true comfort, that could be behind their ever increasing popularity. Doesn’t everyone have a childhood memory that involves a barn?
(Image via pinterest.com) France.
(Image via zoopla.co.uk) England, UK.
(Image via millerarchitect.co.uk) The Fruit Farm Barn, England, UK.