Door Mini Blinds - Roman Blackout Blinds.
Door Mini Blinds
- Decorating your Mousehole: Minnie Blinds ^l
- slat blinds with very narrow slats (usually 19 or 24 mm wide) and used where people need window treatments made on a smaller scale.
- UpSee aluminum blinds.
- doorway: the entrance (the space in a wall) through which you enter or leave a room or building; the space that a door can close; "he stuck his head in the doorway"
- anything providing a means of access (or escape); "we closed the door to Haitian immigrants"; "education is the door to success"
- a swinging or sliding barrier that will close the entrance to a room or building or vehicle; "he knocked on the door"; "he slammed the door as he left"
- A doorway
- A hinged, sliding, or revolving barrier at the entrance to a building, room, or vehicle, or in the framework of a cupboard
- Used to refer to the distance from one building in a row to another
Dad's Mini van. January '85
My father took this photo of his L-reg Mini Van in the winter of 84/85, when I was less than a year old. It will forever be one of my favourite pictures, although the damage on the actual photograph happened during my care. Revealing a few pieces of my childhood / my life / me: The right-hand driveway post with its missing concrete top was often used by people for their litter, much to our disapproval. The door frame you can see is... was... our back door, leading to the kitchen with bright red venetian blinds that I miss seeing the sun beam through. Glass milk bottles with thin foil caps used to be delivered regularly on that doorstep. Once I dropped one of them on the kitchen floor; it smashed with ease. The out-building was a 'wash house'. There was a toilet and sink in there perhaps before from the house was fitted with such things. The rest of that building housed a great amount of my father's old possessions and left-overs from his hardware and video businesses. The fence behind the Mini van was a sky-blue colour. The pieces were tall but thin and I remember the wood being very crumbly when it decayed. There was a uniquely shaped Elderberry tree hidden by the 'wash house' which was my tree house and where I lost a spare key to the Morris Marina and probably a few Matchbox cars. There were a few lost in the loose gravel guttering between buildings and paving flags, like a metallic green VW Beetle with 'monster truck wheels', as well as countless things lost in the front and back gardens over the course of my childhood. I still have a scar on my knee from falling on the driveway when I was very young. My dad had a Yugo at the time. I remember him patching me up in our dining room with it's old dark wood oddments of furniture and his dark grey Amstrad computer. Maybe he'd just upgraded to that Windows 3.1 thing that turned beige so fast from my parent's smoking... The memories are fragmented. I'm baring all this to you strangers because even if the house remains, even if the driveway post is still missing it's top... everything that I knew and grew up around is gone. The person I would have shared all these private memories with is also gone. Guess I want some memory of me to stay behind.
I realize that I am obsessed with portals... windows, doors.. looking for an escape, perhaps? I think it's interesting that even thought the outside has been neglected for a long time, there are mini blinds hung in the glass pane from the inside.