We enjoyed a lovely weekend in the West Country, meeting up with my parents for some pre-Christmas fun and gift exchanging. We were lucky to experience some very good weather, as the blue skies of the photos shall testify. On Saturday, where else were we likely to be headed but my favourite Bridport?
And it certainly didn't disappoint. The brass band was out (a rather mini version)...
More importantly, the gentleman in red was out, too. Yes, Father Christmas and his reindeers were in residence for the day in Bucky Doo Square.
Spending the second Saturday in December in Bridport has become a little annual ritual for us. There is the Farmers' Market, the rotary club float with Father Christmas, the brass band and all the usual delights Bridport has to offer. The Munchkin is always happy to see Father Christmas in his sleigh. Each year we take a photo of him in front of the float and each year he is getting inevitably bigger!
He's always happy to rehome the chocolates Father Christmas is dispensing and was very interested this year in the load on Father Christmas's sleigh...
Meanwhile, other folk, deemed not to be suitable recipients for Father Christmas's choccies, were raiding the bacon butty stall! Gotcha!
I did briefly wonder if I was hallucinating when what I presume was one of the three kings came riding past on his camel...
We made friends with this absolutely adorable chap named Alfie who had turned out in his festive best. Awwww, he was so lovely.
We had a lovely time in Bridport and of course, a few essential acquisitions were made...
Firstly, I spotted this pretty china set which shall be reincarnated into a plate stand and a teacup candle. I loved the pretty colourful vintage beads which I bought myself from one of the flea market stalls and I also picked up the pretty brooches and flower-shaped earrings.
Not forgetting the tablecloth, of course. Yes, the tablecloth came from the Rotary Club stall for just 50p and is beautifully embroidered though it is currently in the washing machine with high hopes for getting the stains out.
There was a fairly impressive seasonal haul, too. I bought the fabby Father Christmas tablecloth and napkins from a charity shop, along with the decorations (the bead chains and snowflakes). As you will have spotted, there are yet more paperchains for the Munchy one.
I couldn't resist these cute knitted decorations from the RSPCA shop although I'm not entirely sure what I'm going to do with them yet!
On the right here you see an old chalk snowman figure; on the left his modern and far less charming counterpart (note also that the plastic snowman was 50p, the chalk one was 10p!) I have plans for those...
And then I picked these up for 50p on a market stall.
Oooh, loving those colours!
I carried on with a tad more festive decorating in the cottage. I put up my collection of vintage Christmas cards.
The Munchkin seemed more interested in decorating people! Ha haaaaa!!!
I almost forgot to show you my other treasured purchase, this gorgeous Fair Isle cardigan. I bought this from a charity shop, obviously hand knitted and looks like new. It is so snuggly warm, I have worn it continuously since I bought it (except for bed, of course, but you never know if the temperature really plummets!) It is beautifully made and has little seed pearls sewn along the rows too. Whomever knitted this can know it has gone to a very good and appreciative home indeed.
All too soon, as is always the case, it was time to pack up and head back to the ole' smoke. Me, with my trusty (new-to-me/vintage) basket, and a sprig of holly gleaned from our countryside walk to and from the pub on Sunday!