A quick shufty….

just a quick shufty at the back of the van & stall at Kempton this week. The fair itself was wonderful with nearly every stall having lots of unusual and decorative stock.  If you are able to go it is not too big to wander round and because it starts so early you don’t get caught in the traffic!

I just had to

I haven’t been yet, but I do love the way that Anthropologie display their goods. I just had to post this one!

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Look what happens

Look what happens when you do get out of bed on a Thursday morning.

This year I haven’t been going to this particular car booty because “I can’t be bothered”, under protest, last week I went, and I bought a cup of tea and some runner beans! For some strange reason I was wide awake early today so off I went. Trudging round I came across the very heavy silver plate tray, quickly followed by the b&w tureen & matching ladle (I have been collecting small lidded tureens for a very special fair in November). I haven’t seen a flycatcher glass shade like this one before and a copy of “Black Beauty” with the most lovely cover and illustrations.

As I wasn’t far from an M&S, I nipped in for a few goodies, and took myself a box of…………...

So whilst I waited for M to come home this afternoon to go and view an auction, a couple of these (4) and a mug of tea & “House of Eliott”. M was running behind so we rushed out and didn’t consider the “Pie Snatcher”.

When I came back, on the coffee table, a tea mug knocked over and the remaining four chocs gone, the second layer was uneaten, but only because FLORENCE hasn’t worked out how to open the packet!

Here’s one I forgot earlier…….

Black or white ? Which ever I think that this is really pretty.

Business as usual……

 

In Whitstable there are many pretty shop fronts, this deli was my favourite, and the little Portugese style custard tarts,oooooooh!

Even though it was supposed to be a “no buying/work holiday”, I never switch off. Quite a lot of the clothes shops were using vintage furniture & fabrics for their displays, I can’t go past a WhiteStuff without looking in to see if any of my stock is displayed.

 

No we didn’t go in for a pint (I can’t stand this chain), however how fantastic that the Art Deco cinema is alive and busy.

We did however go into this shop. My favourite in the town, I wanted to buy nearly all of the furniture for our house as the old wood, sand blasted metal, rusty metal, shabby paint on the sets of drawers and cupboards……….I love cupboards!

As we only went in the car we couldn’t fit anything big in,(although I did find the side of a fishing boat on the beach and managed to wedge that into the car), I could only buy some fabric and a massive bag, repurposed very cleverly from a Sanderson sofa cushion cover.

Oh and on a Saturday there is a wonderful Farmers market, this young man came out with this beautiful bunch of garden flowers (lime green, my fave colour), fragrant with fennel.

Oh how kind!

“We’re on the road to nowhere”

Well it felt like it as we drove across endless reclaimed treeless marshland and when we got there we were in the most desolate place.

The end of the world maybe?

But strangely appealing

The more that you look, the more that you see…

seaside gardens

and the reason that we came, this little black wooden fishermans cottage

not your conventional shots of a garden, but as I have mentioned before I prefer to look for shape and colour, the old galvanised dolly wash tubs are right up my street, even more so filled with driftwood, yes I will be copying this idea as I have the tubs at home and a large collection of driftwood.

I loved Jarman’s hut and garden, but the other gardens which are much less “constructed”, possibly some may think “abandoned or filled with junk”, but chippy paint, weathered wood & rusty metal, what’s not to like?

After an hour of wandering around tis desolate place I actually decided that it is industrial, remote and lonely but also very contemplative and beautiful.

Dungeness, not on the road to nowhere.