There’s no French word for home

In which home is where the wifi is accessible.

Picture of houses

I thought I would begin with a bit of Franco-baiting, but in English there is a clear difference between what a house is compared to a home. Ignoring the particulars of what a house is (as in type of building) it is generally true that while every home is a house, not every house is a home.

At some point the bricks and mortar, or alternate construction materials, take on extra meaning and change from somewhere simply to provide shelter to a object of sentimentality.

Mrs G at the weekend started to feel a little sad that we are thinking of selling our home in the future. Now I don’t want people to get excited…announcing that you are thinking of doing something in the future is not a cause for everyone around you to start celebrating. That said I’m not going to get upset if people aren’t happy because we are thinking, but not doing it yet, of something in the future.

The reason she felt sad was after a few years the place we come back to has ceased to be a house and is now our home.

I can think of a number of reasons for this:

The improving garden

It has taken a while but we finally have lawn, and it means we now have a back yard for younglings to play in. It had taken so long and required that much work that I had come to hate the rectangle of mud it had become. Then I went out and kicked a ball with The Feliciraptor and all of a sudden it was more than just turf. It had become a field of dreams.

PHOTO-Garden with lawn

My bed

Talking of a field of dreams, our bedroom is full of memories. I’m not going to be all salacious here, family reads this, but there are the moments where Me and Mrs G get to be all John and Yoko and lie in at weekends with the television perched at the end of the bed.

The kettle for a cup of tea

Yes a kettle can be anywhere, but the first thing we did when we moved in was stick it on. This may be a very British thing, but no work can be done until there is a cup of tea being brewed.

PHOTO-Tea and Champagne

My computer

In fact any technology, I have the front room wired up with various consoles and boxes. Home is the place I go to relax and spend time having fun (not that work is the complete opposite) so the entertainment setup is a key and vital part of that homely feel.

The people I live with

It’s trite and it’s soppy, but home is the place you are with the people you love.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Home Turf.”

Name five things in your house that makeΒ itΒ a home.

Thanks for the lovely prompt suggestion,Β thekyleinator!

Author: geekergosum

Ah, so you worked out the riddle. You just needed to use dwarfish and the doors to Geek Ergo Sum opened. Or perhaps you just used Google. Either way you are here, on my little corner of the Internet.

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