I live in a refurbished barn on a farm. Age unknown but the imperial bricks and timbers used hint at Victorian. Love it. I have to accept Rats in the exterior walls, attic and the first floor cassette, and the house being cold even in summer due to the stone floor, and the related heating bill. Regardless, it’s a better place to be than any modern house and I’m happy here. It provides inspiration. That might be the radon slowly killing my brain cells though.

A 1797 George III Cartwheel penny, and some other old English coins. I don’t use them as such, but I look at them daily. It’s a great distraction from trivial issues to look at them on my desk and wonder how many people have owned them and what the owners bought with them.