Ah, questions, questions.
Here's another question: how much are you a slave to fashion? I like to think that I'm not. Indeed, if you saw what I'm wearing (black trousers, blue and white striped shirt, black jumper) you would realise that I wouldn't make the pages of "Vogue". But how about in the home?
As I've possibly mentioned before, we retired folk - well, I anyway - occasionally ... quite often... watch the odd bit of daytime telly. I only do this, you understand, while doing the dishes, washing the kitchen floor, wiping down the surfaces and so on. I'm never idle. Neverish. Anyway, one of the programmes I occasionally watch is "Homes Under the Hammer", in which people buy houses or flats in serious need of renovation, do them up and sell them or rent them out for lots of money. It's so restful to watch because you never see them doing any of the work. The house is bought and ten minutes later - hey presto, a wonderful house, magnoliaed to the rafters.
Discouragingly, about 50% of the "before" versions of the houses have these kitchen cupboards. Yup - our kitchen cupboards. And the presenters always say, "Now, you're going to rip these out, aren't you?"
Our kitchen is in an extension at the side of the house which we had built over fourteen years ago. So we chose the cupboards. And they weren't from the most glamorous kitchen shop, but (I think) MFI - a relatively cheapo kitchen/bedroom warehouse place, now defunct. And they weren't bang up to date even then. I was aware that, since this design had been around for a while, we possibly shouldn't get them. But I liked them. So we did.
And in a way, I still like them. I like the colour of the oak, the cupboards are as solid as the day we bought them and - well, there's nothing wrong with them. Which is why it annoys me to find myself sometimes imagining what the kitchen would be like with different units like you see on the telly, or maybe just different door fronts. And different counter tops. Etc. It annoys me to find myself thinking this, because they're all fine, and I'm not really shallow enough, rich enough or wasteful enough to think it's right to junk things that function perfectly well just because they're not bang up to date.
It's ok, Mr Life; I don't want a new kitchen. (Reasons above.)
I wonder if, now we're in the biggest recession (double-dip recession?) since Noah moored the Ark, that it may become less fashionable to change things for reasons of fashion? But then I suppose we need to buy stuff to get the economy going again...