Not hanging on the wall (that's my wife's Hetchins - been there for a couple of years now) but I have a 1956 H.R. Morris frame behind the sofa in the living room, waiting for me to finish building it - I've got as far as fitting balls to the headset.
Being in Japan, we sleep on a futon on a tatami floor and when I reach out from the futon to slide the door open in the morning this beauty is what greets me:
[IMG] Untitled by Dawes-man, on Flickr[/IMG]
This is where my latest build, a 1954 Rotrax Super Course, lived until a few weeks ago and I enjoyed seeing it there in the morning, too. Now I'm enjoying riding it as I will eventually enjoy the HRM. Before that, it was home to a 1947 Rotrax.
As far as I'm concerned, bicycles are meant to be enjoyed and there are many, many ways to enjoy them.