First things first, a trip to the Dahlia Man had to be made. What do you think of these corkers?
I nominate this one as this (last) week's favourite...
The eagle eyed amongst you shall have spotted that they are not in their usual place on the little wicker table in the sitting room, next to the lamp which Hannah so loves! They were ousted, I'm afraid, it's that simple. The asters triumphed...
I have sooooo many things to share and show with you following our trip. We did all sorts of things, some lazy, some more adventurous. There were steam railways. Of course. There was the Great Dorset Steam Fair and I have over one hundred photos of that alone so that shall have to wait for another bloggy day. There was also the not-so-insignificant matter of the village gardening show and the preserves, oh yes indeedy. That shall have to wait too. Today, we're looking at all that's new (and therefore likely old) around the cottage.
Let's start in the kitchen, shall we? A few weeks back at the car boot sale here in London (well, in fact, it's in Kent if you want to be precise,) we finally found some of those much-coveted scales, you know the sort, the ones they used to weigh your sweeties in at the corner shop way back when. They were pretty manky to be honest, had apparently been used for weighing the dog food (pretty big mutts then?) but with a joint effort from yours truly and my other half, they were completely taken apart, given a good scrub and an overhaul and hey presto!
Golly, we're mighty pleased with those...
...and even better, yes they really work! They have old people's measurements for the other half (should he ever need to use them) and metric for me. I wasted no time in getting on with the Victoria sponge.
Ah, well I seem to have loaded these photos up in a bizarre order so we'll go through to the sitting room. You remember this round cushion, don't you? There she is, snuggling up on the window seat like she's always belonged there.
Mr HH with his failing eyesight, combined with the fact that the cottage is quite dark inside, was finding it hard reading his beloved newspapers in the evenings. Off I went in search of the perfect lamp. Just leave it to me, dear, shopping is my forte. (I know dear, he replies drily)!
What the heck, I was on a roll! I thought I'd spoil him with this cute little magazine rack for his reading corner to house his "Steam World" mags. I bought this from the Yeovil car boot sale for £1. I'm nothing if not generous!
Right, we're back in the kitchen somehow. (Sorry if I am a bit business-like today but I have sooooooo much waiting for me to do that I shouldn't be naughtily blogging really.) I'd been looking for one of those roller towel rail thingies for a while and finally picked one up at the Decorative Living Fair in Kent. I got round to making one of Miss Cath K's finest towels a little narrower, added a few press-studs to close and there you have it. A thing which is indeed both beautiful and useful. (Anyone else still waiting for their Cath K mag? Yes, me too, still. Glad I'm not alone.)
Whilst we're in the kitchen, let's have a little mooch. The wall on which the towel thingy is situated is originally the back wall of the cottage (built 1500-1550), the kitchen and bathroom being part of the extension. It couldn't be straight if it tried. It's made from various types of brick and hamstone with a very bizarre layer of horsehair in between (I say this because part of it was deliberately left exposed the last time the building works were done). The back door is a cute little affair that anyone with more height than me needs to duck to get through, it is made from enormously wide planks and hangs at a very bizarre angle if it is not shut. Character, I think that's what the estate agents call it!
I digressed a bit there. Back to booty finds. Mr HH had a result with a major haul of Enid Blytons complete with pretty covers and dust jackets.
As you might have guessed, the one with the Red Indian on the cover soon disappeared upstairs...
I think he's enjoying that one.
I picked up this pretty cake plate and server in its original box.
No visit to the cottage would be complete without a trip to my fave charity shop. And I was not disappointed! For £1, "Shabby Chic" came home with me.
Ooooh, eye candy. I'm particularly fond of this page. Anyone who takes time to consider the various styles of cushion edgings, and labels them, is cool with me!
I loved this little salt and pepper holder complete with dinky spoon (don't worry, the condiments are not vintage!) I have seen these in Cath K, just not for £1.
Onto the china haul. I confess to bringing three whole boxes of china home with me. Ooops, how did that happen? I love this little set, it's more unusual to find china on a coloured background and it's PINK. Need I say more? I homed in on the teacups thinking I'd use them for candles but now I'm not sure I can break up the set. Bring on that Victoria sponge.
One of the very large boxes of china came from my first visit to the local auction house. I left a few commission bids and what do you know, two framed rose prints and a haul of china were mine! When we went to pick the goodies up, all sorts of things had been chucked in the bins outside! There were books, skis, pictures, china and this...
Needs a bit of work that one but nothing we can't tackle. Watch this space!
Whizzing upstairs, at the street market in Bridport, battling the occasional downpours (so stoic) , I rather fell for these gorgeous patchworked cushions. I very much like hexagonal pieced patchwork and though I have not done it myself, I know how long it must have taken to make these and how precious all the fabrics are that make it, looking as if they derive from the 1940s. They are a mixture, some clearly from dresses, some more satiny which were probably nightdress cases or similar.
In fact, it was looking pretty dreamy in that dinky cottage bedroom that it was almost a struggle to leave (but the pull of the furry friends and the den was too strong).
Well folks, that's all for today. But there's more, lots more to come...
Thank you to all of you who left comments while we were away. I'm doing my best to get through them slowly but surely!