Kismet said:
Agreed! I would feel that one would need to sport a monocle and a barreled chest to gain admittance. Swaggering around and sipping on the best brandy and talking about the many exploits and adventures that had been undertaken to fill the room with such treasures.
"Oh, do mind the rug, Sir Hubert. Nine of my best men at arms were lost securing it for Her Majesty. It is said to have belonged to a ruffian tribal king of some sort >herumph!< in deed!"
In all seriousness, that a wonderful collection and beautiful room. I envision my next house to be wall to wall hardwood/hardwoodish floors with area rugs and runners placed for tread. There is something so elementally pleasing about a floor covered with a nice selection of fine rugs and not wall to wall carpet, because you didn't just pick out the color...you picked out that rug for that spot as a functional piece of art.
As a funny side note, when my mother bought her last house the basement was finished not unlike Bill's beautiful room. However, instead of such worldy things it was filled with tracklighting and shadow-boxes to highlight a very impressive collection of NASCAR collectables:foot: Clocks that went
VROOM on the hour, blankets, throw rugs of Dale Earnhardt, little stock car Christmas lights hanging around the bar, even a hand painted portrait of "The Intimidator" himself on the way to the bathroom. It took Mom and I a week just to clear it all out so that basement would look "normal". I guess we are all fanatical about something

We just don't know why the good folks in the house before us LEFT it there.
Jake