Look, I understand that these people — not being attached to the walls — do not convey with the house. They’re aspirational. You should aspirate to be like them, or something like that. But why? Why would anyone want to be like this? What is the situation here? To begin with they’re drinking coffee — well, they’re English, so maybe it’s tea — so it’s morning. I have no interest in snuggling pre-tea.
But even if I did feel like getting all snookie snookums before breakfast, why on the stairs? Do they not own any furniture? What are they waiting for? Are they going up or down? How hideous is their living room that they’d rather sit on the steps?
Found by: Ella
Loveliest comment, by Comfy Cushion:
We sit so snug ‘pon the stair
Sipping tea, our cups are pairs.
Snuggled here, all head to head
Because, O God, have you seen the bed?!
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We sit so snug ‘pon the stair
Sipping tea, our cups are pairs.
Snuggled here, all head to head
Because, O God, have you seen the bed?!
Yikes! I just saw the bed!
Bedroom looks like they caught and skinned mate of bed, then mounted it on the wall. Poor bed. Both of them.
Probably pretty hideous.
Does that look like David Duchovny to you? I’m not sure I want a sex adict in my house, nor do I want my husband aspiring to be him.
I’m guessing it’s a Maxwell House.
Oh Sara, green is not a good color for you.
*sobs*
Is this a home listing or one of those old ads for “International Coffees” they used to run during the daytime
It looks like an ad to me, too.
Maybe it’s supposed to show the size of the staircase — wide enough that two people can sit side by side. Which is a lot more than you can say for my stairs. But if that’s the best point you can make about a house, you might as well not make any.
Once you realise that there are three houses in the top picture, it’s probably to show that the house is wide enough for people to sit side-by-side on the stairs and not so pokey that you have to sidle past each other.
What have they just done with the children, which has won them a treasured moment to blissfully share their interrupted morning coffee on their way back down the stairs? And will it transfer with the house?
I think that the coffee conveys …
Yes, that must be it.
Because you inspire me, I aspire to be more like you, you are inspiration, but I can only aspirate your name in the daytime lest my aspiration awaken the children. So do continue to inspire and offer inspiration to all of us with your digital aspirations. We will all aspire to greater things!
Me thinks you consumed too much caffeine …
Reading that makes me perspire, but not expire, so that’s good.
I aspirated some rootbeer, once.
TMI
They’re house elves! Being American, you wouldn’t recognise them as quickly but it’s obvious: they do come with the house and work as cleaners, they can’t wear shoes as their master won’t give them any in case the asking price of the house has to drop with their absence.
Maybe the bedroom is haunted by angry zebra spirits.
Or they are so afraid of spilling their coffee/tea in any other room because then they’ll have to bleach all their furniture. Again.
“Wee frum honrubble fraternuty of Zeeba Zeeba Eeta.”
–Stephan Pastis, Pearls Before Swine
Frankly, I’m a little worried about the console table on the other side of the wall. It appears to be backward (the flat side is supposed to be against the wall, right?) and also, there seems to be an abandoned flan on top of it, and possibly a hunk of wood? These people really do have a furniture problem.
I’m pretty sure they don’t have any children. They look too young and professional (and happy).
Maybe we’re just privileged to witness that touching and important moment in their lives when they realised they both have a stair fetish.
I found this, I’m so proud! Still houseless but.. proud.
You know, being English, I can reliably tell you that the English drink tea, not just in the morning but at any time of day. My inlaws drink tea with their dinner. And lunch. And breakfast, obviously, but not exclusively. You know, I’m not entirely sure I’ve ever seen my mother in law drink anything other than tea, and I’ve been married 6 years. I’m not entirely sure what my point is. I do wonder though exactly how it is they came to be drinking tea on their stairs…..
New houses in Britain are so small that the hallway is the largest room. In fact that middle house is probably just a hallway.
I’m pretty sure that the pic of the people on the stairs is an old add for some sort of coffee. I’m certain this add ran in north america.
Looks like the seller is trying to put lipstick on their pig.
Halfway down the stairs
Is a stair where I sit:
There isn’t any other stair quite like it.
I’m not at the bottom,
I’m not at the top:
So this is the stair where I always stop.
Often in life you go where the mood takes you. If that leads to a little stairwell snogging (I’m not British, I just can’t resist the alliteration), well, I don’t see the problem. The whole POINT of being at home is that there’s nobody saying You Can’t Do That Here.
But I probably wouldn’t put the pictures on my real estate listing.