A Little Bit of England

Yesterday I had the chance to use my new (antique shop) purchase - a £10 bargain of a huge picnic basket.

 

Mr C and I went to a little village in Lincolnshire called Cuxwold for an afternoon of cricket and an evening of rounders. 

 Needless to say, my part in this event was to sit and watch, while crocheting!  Daughter 1 and Son-in-law were playing and doing the barbecue.

Mr C and I went for a walk to look at the beautiful old church.

Many of the gravestones had been removed but a few remained

There was a secluded little grove behind the church which had clearly been a pets' graveyard.

This must have been a very special friend to someone.

The old way to the church was via this beautiful rusty and lichen-covered iron gate.

There were some fine, handsome deer nearby.  Sadly I think they were lined up for the menu as they were in a paddock.

I do love a good weather vane.

Ah, here comes the sun!  I hope you all have a wonderful bank holiday xxx  

Frock Fun at Fab Fair!

The Vintage and Retro Fair at Cleethorpes was a resounding success!  Well done, you lovely ladies at Vintage Revolution!  (Do "like" them on Facebook.)

This was the day I introduced my duvet dresses to an unsuspecting world. 

I was chuffed to bits with the response.  I sold quite a few and received some lovely feedback, mainly along the lines of "very well made" and "much too cheap".  I put the ladies' dresses at £18 and the girls' dresses at £10.  Next time I'll put them up a little and see how things go.  In general, I had good sales and it seems the rest of the stalls did the same.  The atmosphere was great with a vintage tea shop, dj playing rock'n'roll and even a jive competition.

Can't wait for the next one!

Nearly Ready...

... for the Vintage and Retro Fair on Sunday.

I've been making my duvet tea dresses and pricing up things and packing them (always a bit of a bore, these last two, aren't they?)

I had a last, happy little haul too - a small picnic basket, which I'm keeping, a hat box and a diary from 1941.   

The diary is clear from the beginning of February (aren't they all!) but it begins with the thoughts of a new war-bride...

"Today I woke up a single girl and went to bed as a married woman"... 

It's really sweet, sad too as "John" goes back to the war.  It's a shame the lady hasn't put her name in it.