We were down at the car boot sale around 6.45 a.m. yesterday and picked up a couple of useful things for the garden - a roll of weed-supressant membrane for £2 and a roll of heavy duty black plastic - just what we needed for keeping the weed growth down on the track to the back of the house. Turns out it is even exactly the right width! That was £8.
I found a couple of pieces for the Antiques Fair next weekend too:
Isn't this gorgeous? Antique, probably French or German and has a maker's stamp on the bottom but the only bit I could make out clearly was "Frantz". The little cream jug and sugar bowl fit perfectly - it's so well potted and I love the little bird motif. Just in perfect time for Wimbledon!! I shall put strawberries in it, and some grapes on the grape stands I bought a while back.
I couldn't resist this little black cat either - 1950s/60s, kitch, but reminds me of the latest stray to us, Whitby, who is still about and when he is of a mind, will let me stroke him, but never twice in a row! Unfortunately Theo still wants to chase him off and now has an abscess forming on his back from a fight and a bite . . .
Here is something that never got as far as the Fair - where it would have sold straight away, I am certain:
It is the happy marriage between a lovely old turned Walnut "gypsy" base, a wrong top but which turned out the EXACT size for this mirror and mosaic top someone had made. How lucky was that? Anyway, son Danny was here on Saturday to help out with some heavy jobs, and really liked it, as did his mate he will be flat-sharing with soon, so they made us an offer and it will go to them. That quite surprised me as I thought it would be going away with a bo-ho lady!!
We also managed to find a home with Danny (the flat is only partly furnished) for 4 dining chairs, two crappy coffee tables, and he also spoke up for the spare double bed we had been looking for a mattress for (sigh!). I have found him all sorts of kitchen stuff very cheaply at car boot sales recently, so he should be quite well equipped by the time he moves in.
A rather blurry photo of Danny cutting Blackcurrant wands for me to strig in the cool of the kitchen.
One last photo of my rambler The Garland, one of the first roses planted here, and an absolute picture every summer.
Now I will away. Try not to melt (another hot one, though we did have a couple of rainy intervals yesterday evening, but nothing like the "amber alert" warning we were given!
