Spam and word verification ....

Apologies to anyone wanting to leave a comment over the next few weeks but I am being hit by spam comments and have temporarily turned the word verification back on.  I'll take it off when the spammers get bored, which shouldn't be too long!

Come, sit thee down upon this flowery bed ....

I was inspired recently when I saw some wonderfully colourful footstools, rugs and cushions covered in Irish crochet roses.  I could do that, I thought, so I did.  They were very time-consuming to do, even if the repetitive action of making the roses was strangely soothing, so I don't think this is going to become something I do regularly.

Now, I'm sorry, but I shall mention the 'C' word.  It's time to turn my attention to the painting that needs to be done for the up-coming Christmas craft fairs I've booked. 

Oh, to be at Shepton now October's there .....

But I am not at Shepton Mallet Flea Market this weekend having a good time sharing a stall with my mother which is what I would like to have been doing.  I at home because the aged parents are tripping the light fantastic for a whole month in Spain, drinking coffee, sipping Sangria, testing the elasticity of an M&S trouser waist band and generally having a good time not worrying about my inheritance.  The irresponsiblity of the elderly!

So instead I have been doing the rounds of the tail-end of the car boot sales and here are my findings ...

Lovely china tea sets ...

Chinese silk embroidered pictures and a painted glass vase ...

Pretty vintage prints and a full size artificial dove - classy or what?

And these lovely bangles all of which I shall be keeping for myself.

The Vintage Bazaar at Hartley Wintney ....

I have had a very frustrating week with no internet and no 'phone but we are, once again, in the land of the telephonically connected and I can update this blog.  I wanted to put on photos of the things I'm taking to the Vintage Bazaar at Hartley Wintney tomorrow - better late than never ....

... pretties on a pink theme ....

I just love this chocolate box:  a crinoline lady done in ruched ribbon with embroidered flowers!

And things on a theme of green ...

Wooden dogs ...

Wooden people ...

... and carved lumps of wood.  Now I just have to get it all in the Yeti.

During the summer holidays my mind was doing its usual flightly flitting from project to project, unable to settle, like an unshriven soul.  The result is the next clutch of knitted birds which hatched over the summer holidays. We are lucky enough to live within a flea hop of the Thames and often spend a weekend afternoon strolling along the tow path so the inspiration here is water fowl ...

The knitted swan now has a signet.

A knitted sitting duck.

And a knitted flying duck.  Be careful how you say that.

In Xanadu did Kubla Khan, A stately pleasure-dome decree ...

We revisited Sintra this summer, Northern Man, Big Girl, Youngest Child and myself.  Only Son stayed at home to cat-sit and plant-water.  Sintra is a left over from the days when Portugal had royalty who didn't like to get too hot in summer and headed for the nearest hills to cool off followed, only naturally, by anyone else with money or a title.  The result is a town filled with castles, palaces and villas some of which are open to gawpers and many of which are now very nice hotels or private homes.

My favourite is Qunita da Regaleira located just up the hill from the town centre where there are an abundance of follies and fantasy buildings set on a wooded hillside.  Trying to describe it would be impossible so here are the photos ......

Then there's the house itself ....

And inside ....

There is also a Moorish castle perched high on a hill above the town.  It is built around the huge boulders that litter the site ....

That's the royal palace seen from the castle.  The things that look like oast houses sticking out from the top are actually chimneys.
On the neighbouring hilltop is the Pena Palace. Again, words fail me ...

I wasn't allowed to take any photos inside Pena but it is beautifully furnished.

A short way away from Sintra is Monserrate where parts of the gardens have been maturing for several hundred years.  When we last visited the house was not open but it is now being restored and is a joy.  I cannot show you photos as I stupidly forgot the camera.

I hope your summer holidays were as filled with lovely memories as mine.

Started early, took the road north ....

Last week Northern Man and I went to the Yorkshire Dales for a short visit.  It's an area that he knows from his youth and he wanted to reaquaint himself with it.  On the way we stopped in the charming Knaresborough ...

which I'd recommend if you pass that way.

We had booked a hotel in Reeth, the Burgoyne, which overlooks the green ....

There was no need for a television, an ipad or a book as there was so much people-watching to be done.  We did lots of walking ...

including a trek up Fremington Edge which I foolishly allowed myself to be talked into ....

and went through dozens of these which are called squeeze gates. It is a beautiful part of the country and, as you can see, the weather was kind to us again.

On the way back we stopped at Jervaulx Abbey ....

I have never been to Ninfa in Italy although it is on my list of places to see before I settle for an armchair, slippers and cocoa.  Jervaulx is what could probably be described as Ninfa-esque - the ruins are planted with flowers and shrubs and grass covers what would have been the floors and pavements.  It is a beautiful and peaceful place.

Now to the buys for this week ...

... a huge embroidered picture with a touch of Arthur Rackham about it,  several pieces of lovely Victorian handmade lace and some oriental-style vintage boxes. 

A Handbag!!!

I have been neglecting you dear RRs and OVs.  The last few weeks of term were hectic and stressful and, when it was over, it took me a week to unwind. But now I'm back to show you my finds from the last week or so.

Last weekend I bought this splendid thing ....

Now, I thought it was a Gladstone bag but I was mistaken - it is a conversation piece!  Normally, my peregrinations around the car boot a fairly solitary affairs:  I have short conversations with sellers generally consisting of a comment on the weather, a quick haggle over price (always my favourite bit), good wishes for the day/their health/continued good weather and a good bye.  I might stop for the occasional encouraging word to a small child or to pat a passing dog on the head but I am rarely accosted by strangers wanting to discuss my purchases.  Not on this day though - suddenly I was public property and was stopped by all sorts of  people congratulating me on the splendour of my bag, asking where I bought it, what I intended to do with it and, several times, a rather blunt enquiry as to how much I paid for it.

I've also bought some lovely vintage embroidered table cloths ....

and this wonderful vintage knitted doll's dress...

So far, so good on the taste front.  Then I had one of those moments .....

and bought these totally OTT examples of the art of cartonnage.  They are about 12" square and are covered inside as well as outside.  Someone is going to love them ....




Unfortunately, the aged parent does not want to do the next Shepton Mallet Flea Market on 26th August, so my next fair will be The Vintage Bazaar at The Victoria and Appleton Centre in Hartley Witney on Saturday 22nd September.  Put the date in your diaries!