Rainbows, Flowers and Parrots

There’s a song by Jimmy Webb called “If these walls could speak” that goes –

“If these old halls, Hallowed halls could talk,
These would have a tale to tell, Of sun going down and dinner bell,
And children playing at hide and seek
From floor to rafter,
If these halls could speak….”

Removing the aforementioned painted woodchip was like an episode of Time Team, peeling back layers of the history of the cottage.  Rainbows, flowers and parrots.   I wonder if there were kids who used this room and if there were, where their lives took them.