As Chestertonian as it Gets

The great thing about owning your own home is that you get decorate it however you like. Take this fellow, who decorated his entire basement with ten bucks worth of Sharpies.

Likewise, my wife (who is awesome), walked into the baby’s room back in 1995, while I was in the midst of writing By What Authority?, stood there, arms akimbo, frowning at the blank bedroom wall with disapproval, and then departed wordlessly.

More typing.

At length, she returns with papers for the floor, brushes, sundry paints and so forth and proceed to paint an entire meadow scene on the entire wall!

You think you know somebody and suddenly they reveal unguessed depths!

As I spluttered in amazement at this unanticipated outburst, she looked at me drily and said, “It needed something.”