First, whilst everyone else is still tucked up in bed, I make a fruit loaf to take for my in-laws, MIL is recouperating after a major operation. Hen's answer to any illness: cake. That simple. By 8am, I am in Sargeant Major mode, decreeing everyone must get up and be ready to leave the HenHouse at 9am - SHARP! Imagine my dismay then, fruit loaf still steaming away in its tin in the boot, when we turn up to find...NO boot fair. Grrrr. Only one thing for it, carry on into Kent and go to the boot sale near the in-laws. Okey dokey. Golly, never seen so much rubbish at a boot sale; any boot sale which has an enormous open sided lorry out of which a dubious bloke is selling "fresh" meat over a tannoy is instantly a turn-off. Still, may as well take a look...
And what do you know, we manage to find a few goodies. Everyone else seems to be interested in rather horrendous gigantic furry toys or electrical gadgets. I couldn't be less interested in those sorts of things if I tried. Luckily, this does mean that no one else is interested in old medicine cabinets at 50p, vintage blue and white stripey jugs for 30p, a Horlicks mixer for 20p, old tins and haberdashery bits, all for 70p and some flowery old tablecloths, 75p. But we are!
Back at the HenHouse and something I bought a few weeks ago has finally kindly turned up in the post (the first lot having been lost, it seems). Now I am usually a die-hard white cotton bedding fan. The odd bit of embroidery has crept onto the bedding in the guest room but that's as adventurous as it gets, I leave the colour and fancy stuff to the cushions which can easily be changed. But you know, I fancied something different, mainly because I'd seen a completely divine fabric print in various magazines over a number of months, nay years! I finally decided to track down the bedding (The Laundry) and make some our own. It's very strange, looking at the bed and not seeing white but I do love the print, its a perfect marriage of vintage style floweriness but with a modern touch, I feel.
(If only Mr HH's bedside table usually looked this nice! Wasn't sure steam train mags or books would really enhance "the look". Sorry love, I've put all your junk back now, though!)
Must show you the spotty bottom pillow cases...
Carrying on the bedroom facelift, aaaaaages ago, we bought many Enid Blyton/Eileen Soper prints from the fabby This'n'That in Totnes. They've been at the framers in Bridport for months as they waited to get enough matching wood for the frames. We finally picked them up a week or so ago. Right, so there are ten of them. And they're quite big. This is a classic case of falling in love with something and then having to find a home for them. The wonderful one with the bees (I just love anything bee related) has found its way into our bedroom. Again, I get a start every time I walk in there, you know how it is, when you put in something new and you're not used to seeing it there.
They have definitely given the house a bit of character. Only three more to find homes for!