Sunday, August 15, 2010
Treasures
It was murky as we travelled north to Epsom.
I bought well this morning and found true bargains to enjoy and to make some profit with.
I photographed some of the treasures of the weekend.
I think you will see that I am not finding tat at the car boot sales. Yes, there is much tat to be found.... but use your eyes and things with potential are there.
It might not be to your taste - but you may well see such things in 21st century home making and collectors' magazines and certainly add some character to more characterless modern housing.
I mentioned my soapbox yesterday.
It is almost certainly 1920s.
The base is lined with pages of a Titbits magazine from 1926.
Those pages have been there for many a long year - leaving the box to get dirty and stained at the edges where the paper didn't reach to.
A neat little comfortable chair.
I had to think a bit about buying the chair - but not for long.
Despite not having anywhere to put it in the shop, I couldn't leave that chair standing in the field, when it was only £3.
I had to pay a pound more than the cost of the chair for this sewing basket. The buttons and pin cushion will pay for most of that.
The old enamel soap dish will enhance a bathroom being made over in an early 20th century style.
Somebody will enjoy having the interesting tin on a kitchen shelf.
I like card games. The art work on each card can be amazing. I was assured that these packs are complete, but I haven't checked them yet.
They will be a pleasure to play with, bringing a family together at Christmas maybe.
I wanted that diary before I knew how much the seller wanted for it.
A plastic table cloth bought for coronation celebrations - carefully saved for nigh on 60 years.
The tops of my cupboards in the kitchen are sporting lots of home made jams - not made in my home though.
Some of the rhubarb has been eaten this evening.
A Wedgwood pot.
I bought well this morning and found true bargains to enjoy and to make some profit with.
I photographed some of the treasures of the weekend.
I think you will see that I am not finding tat at the car boot sales. Yes, there is much tat to be found.... but use your eyes and things with potential are there.
It might not be to your taste - but you may well see such things in 21st century home making and collectors' magazines and certainly add some character to more characterless modern housing.
I mentioned my soapbox yesterday.
It is almost certainly 1920s.
The base is lined with pages of a Titbits magazine from 1926.
Those pages have been there for many a long year - leaving the box to get dirty and stained at the edges where the paper didn't reach to.
A neat little comfortable chair.
I had to think a bit about buying the chair - but not for long.
Despite not having anywhere to put it in the shop, I couldn't leave that chair standing in the field, when it was only £3.
I had to pay a pound more than the cost of the chair for this sewing basket. The buttons and pin cushion will pay for most of that.
The old enamel soap dish will enhance a bathroom being made over in an early 20th century style.
Somebody will enjoy having the interesting tin on a kitchen shelf.
I like card games. The art work on each card can be amazing. I was assured that these packs are complete, but I haven't checked them yet.
They will be a pleasure to play with, bringing a family together at Christmas maybe.
I wanted that diary before I knew how much the seller wanted for it.
I would have paid more than the 50p asked.
The owner became the County librarian for Surrey on June 1st - that is when details of his working life began to be recorded in this book.
He (almost certainly a man) wrote in fountain pen - the blotting paper facing each page bears testament to his wet ink.
He recorded places he visited in the line of work and who he met. He recorded the miles driven each day and the cost of any expenses.
The one important thing missing is his name!
The old doll cost me 50p. The shoes alone are worth more than that!
A plastic table cloth bought for coronation celebrations - carefully saved for nigh on 60 years.
The tops of my cupboards in the kitchen are sporting lots of home made jams - not made in my home though.
I look forward to opening this plum conserve - made apparently to an old family recipe; note that the ingredients include raisins and spices.
We also bought 2 figs - big and luscious and no longer in existence. They went down well with a mid afternoon cup of tea.
Some of the rhubarb has been eaten this evening.
The casserole dish was not from a car boot sale - bought new in a shop!
It came from a small village hardware shop off the beaten tourist track in Slovenia.
A Wedgwood pot.
I can find nothing about the designer - no name is on the base, but it does have something of the look of an Eric Ravilious design.
This artist and designer is one of my favourite 20th century designers.
We will go to an exhibition of his work in Eastbourne for my birthday - Eric's paintings and designs and the amazing photography of his son too.
We had a leisurely breakfast in Epsom, came home and snoozed and relaxed until Bill felt it was time to get out and tidy the garden and I felt I should get the dining room table cleared.
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