Straight ahead as you enter - the window seat with boxed cushion.
To the Left, the COG's 'half,' which I realize is already a bit different.
To the Right, my 'half,'
This is the other side. You can see the mirror peeping out there in the middle. It's on wheels and fits into a narrow slot there. Also note the upper right, by the light fixture, there's a hollow where my suitcases fit perfectly.
One detail: The tin was the COG's mother's and the shoes are alligator, which she paid five guineas for in the 1930s. In those days 5 guineas was worth around $400 (according to the internet). I don't think she ever wore them.