Thrifting part II

I was technically food-shopping, but what can you do when this lies in your direct path?

Resistence is futile! This is a small antiques fair which takes place on Stamford Meadows each June. It is a wonderful setting, next to a river, with the Georgian town of Stamford as the backdrop. You cannot beat it if the sun is shining, which it often does. There are about 70 - 100 stalls.

I have two particular favourites. One of them is a one man band house clearance service, and he always has a great spread of lovely things (and he is kind enough to allow photos!):

Pottering about in warm sunshine, sifting through boxes of linen, buttons, vintage clothes and china, it doesn't really get much better than that for me. And, what made it possible, was a late birthday cheque from my in-laws, which came at the weekend. This is what I bought:

I love the colours of the crochet blanket, and it was love at first sight with the little red shoes. My tin of buttons and trimmings will keep me happy for ages.
The food shopping didn't seem nearly so boring after that little break. As for Stamford, that really merits a post all to itself. Another time.

Thrifting

It has felt like a l-o-n-g week, as my son just had one GCSE exam left and I was desperately trying to keep him motivated. Most of his friends had finished their exams and were out having a great time, so it was hard going for everyone. But now he has finished, and there was a 100 watt smile of relief and happiness from him as he came in through the door tonight. The end of an era for him, too, as he will go to a different school for sixth form, all being well.
I have just finished a set of deadlines, so it felt like a day to kick back which meant, of course, a little trip to my favourite charity shop. It's not on my normal route, so I need a couple of spare hours to get there and have a really good browse. As soon as I walked in I spotted this gorgeous cloth, and it was a bargainous £1.29.

Next stop was a funny little crafts centre, which is actually a mixture of antiques and card and craft supplies. I always worry that it will be closed down when I visit, as it's rather a mish mash and everything is a bit run down. In fact, it's like a proper old fashioned junk shop, of the sort that I remember from my childhood.
I found this beautiful little fabric covered sewing box with pins, buttons and a wooden darning mushroom inside.

It was only a fiver, so I had to bring it home. I found a second sewing box, too, a wooden one, which needs a thorough clean and some tlc. I shall enjoy doing that one up. And finally, the panels that I bought at auction a few weeks ago are on the wall at last. I am pleased with them.

Lots and lots of colour going on in the house at the moment. I think it all fits together.....

Roses, roses, roses

Roses and old walls. My favourite aspect of June in England.

Gorgeous gardens

Off to the Midsummer Open Gardens in a little village called West Deeping, about 15 miles away. We were dodging showers, but it was worth it. There are some very grand houses in this stone village...

This is the Manor House, which dates from the 1600s.

An amazing garden, with little bridges, a rose garden, old stone walls with peaches growing across them, lavender paths, secret places...

I loved this cottage garden (below)..the bridge at the back was a new addition, and a bit of a work in progress....

We were really inspired by seeing so many amazing vegetable and produce patches. Lush lettuces, deep green cabbages, fat blackcurrants and red cherries, onions, beetroot and peas. We came home feeling really inspired to make a greater effort in our garden. This strawberry tub was brilliant.

Perhaps my favourite garden of all was the final one we saw. It's an old mill, with a typical Georgian house. I think I once came to a party here when I was a teenager, so perhaps I had my nostalgia-goggles on, but it is just stunning. Not too tidy, just lots of old roses, mellow stone, plenty of dogs, cats and horses, and of course, a river running through it.

The sun was out by now, even better!

What a great way to spend an afternoon.

Linen rescue

I don't know what it is, but I cannot walk past a piece of embroidered linen in a charity shop without feeling the urge to grab it and take it home. Although there is loads of it around, I just feel that it won't be here for ever, and it needs to be treasured. I get even more excited if it has an Economy mark (see above, right), which means that it is from the wartime era. Today, I found these two tablecloths and an Irish linen towel. They are not the prettiest or most amazing pieces I've ever seen, but each one has so much intricate stitching and detailed hand work that I couldn't bear to leave them to their £2 fate. They had to join my collection.

Thanks to this month's BBC Homes and Antiques magazine, I've made a great discovery. If the linen is marked, which it quite often is, a long soak in a bowl of water and a few capfuls of Napisan really does the trick. I searched high and low for Napisan, which is a kind of stain remover made for soaking cloth nappies, and I finally tracked some down in Morrisons supermarket last week. If you have linen which needs help, this is the stuff to buy.
There were rich pickings in my local charity shops today. I had to resist a lot, but I did take the linen and a very pretty pink cashmere sweater.

Down to the river....

I've been working from home for over 20 years now, and I usually find it easy to get down to work in my study, zoning out all the domestic distractions around me. But there are days when it just doesn't come together, and today was one of them. With a son on study leave and a husband whose business has gone very quiet, the house is busier than usual. So, come lunchtime, I took myself off on my favourite local walk. The landscape around here is pretty flat, but there is something very peaceful and pastoral about it.

It's a warm day, and the cows were drowsing under the trees. There was even a bit of heat shimmer hanging on the horizon. Weeping willows, reed beds and water lillies.

One of my favourite books is LP Hartley's The Go Between, and I must say that this particular route always reminds me of the film version, with Julie Christie and Alan Bates as the ill-fated lovers from different social classes. LP Hartley had roots in Peterborough, so he must have known the River Nene. There was someone swimming in the river today, but sadly, it wasn't Alan Bates in all his 1960s glory.

I saw no one other than the swimmer, some swans and their two youngsters, and a large dog fox running along the perimeter of the meadow. It felt timeless. A great way to recharge the batteries.

Rainy Sunday

It's Sunday and it's raining, so plans for a cream tea on a local village green were abandoned. We've been doing some indoor chores instead, such as moving this cupboard to a new location, just here:

Younger son and I did beat the showers earlier on, when we popped out to our local car boot sale at the crack of dawn for some plants. These dark velvety red geraniums were four for £5.

A press trip to Norway last year gave me loads of ideas for our garden room. Norway is the most beautiful country and every interior that I saw was amazing. Here is a little taste, inside and outdoors:

I'd love to go back with the family, but it was so eye-wateringly expensive that I don't think we could ever afford it. Better go back to recreating my own Scandi interior here instead.

Essential Living 2011

As well as editing Nene Valley Living, a local magazine, I recently wrote the interiors section of this annual directory, published by the same company. This year, they chose to use a cover shot which I worked on with photographer Lesley Anne Churchill. We set up the table in my house, using lots of junk shop finds. The napkins came from Newark Antiques Fair and the flowers are by Foxtail Lilly in nearby Oundle, but all the silvery things came from Age UK shops or car boot sales. I like the way it turned out: Lesley Anne did a lovely job, as usual. You can see an e-version of this magazine online at http://www.bestlocalliving.co.uk/

Tea break

Back to work with a vengeance now, but there's always time to stop for a cup of tea and a new magazine...

Mollie Makes, issue 2, was just as sweet as the first one. Just after I bought it in Peterborough city centre yesterday, I came across a group of crafty people in a Pop Up Shop. They'd taken over an empty premises for a week, during the town's green festival, to make an Art Cafe. I was camera-less, but very impressed with their idea. Each day, they ran free workshops in knitting, crochet, screen printing, sewing...all sorts of skills. They'd had over 3,000 people through the doors. The shop was decorated - madly but brilliantly - with contributions from the local Sue Ryder charity shop, plants from Van Hage, and contributions from all sorts of sources.  I loved it.

Antiques hunting

For various reasons, I couldn't go to Lincoln Antiques and Homes Show for the last few months, so I was very excited to have a free pass to this vast event, and half a day off to use it. I've been going to these large shows for about 10 years now, and sometimes they are amazing and you see hundreds of things you'd love to buy, and other days, everything you like is either sold or in someone else's trolley. Well, yesterday was brilliant:

I saw some beautiful, beautiful things. Some, like this enormous cheese board, was well out of my price range (and what would I do with it??) but photographs are free....I was here to buy fabric, not furniture, as I've just managed to clear my sheds to a manageable state. Thankfully, it was a good fabric day....

My budget was very small, so there wasn't any room for daft impulse buys. That's tricky when you are surrounded by wonderful stuff, and hundreds of other buyers who might want the same thing. You can't go away and think about it. Snap decisions are needed.

Once my money was gone, I was free to wander, take some photos and soak up the sights. You can buy everything here, from watering cans to wool. It really is an experience. 

Birds and flowers

I'm so pleased that my auction bid was successful and I collected my tapestry panels today. I must admit, I cheated and watched the auction live on the internet on Saturday, so I knew that I'd been lucky. It is quite odd to oversee the proceedings via a computer, but such is our crazy virtual world and its long-distance experiences.
I love these panels: they are absolutely massive, and I mean huuuge (one metre tall). They'll dominate our room, but that's why I wanted them. I have lots of small, knick knacky type things, and I just needed something big to make a statement. They reflect all the colours in our living room, so I think they should work. I need to show some more panel love....

They are quite classical, but quite in keeping with my love for birds and flowers (I have them on tins, cushions, fabrics, table cloths....).                                                                                                   

The family's reaction has been cautious, along the lines of: 'they are very ....big,' but they are quite used to odd things appearing from time to time and generally the finds are approved of.
And, as if the day could not get better, I had a free ticket to Lincoln Antiques and Home Show. It didn't rain, and there was a stupendous selection of antiques to be had. I will post some pictures and words about that tomorrow. I'd made it my mission to buy some fabric, as I have a couple of pieces of furniture to make over. I certainly wasn't disappointed. Some of my finds are soaking in a gentle bath of soap flakes already, but more about all that in the morning.

P.S Quite a few people have said that they are unable to leave comments on the blog. I don't know why this is, but if I can find out anything, I will let you know. There are some mystifying features here (like, why is my header photo suddenly so massive?) and I am trying to work it all out....

A weekend of booting

Yesterday the sun woke me really early and I popped over to a nearby car boot sale. I found a few things: mainly teacups and lace tablecloths.

The embroidery picture in the background is amazing: so many tiny stitches. I picked up some old wrought iron planters for the garden as well. I'll post pictures when I've planted them up. Today, we did our annual family car boot sale, a big clear out of the sheds and garage. It was fun. I like meeting so many different people at boot sales and the way that possessions are recycled.

Summer dessert

The last week day of half term and we've all been relaxing today (apart from poor GCSE boy, for whom there is no respite). I made these little apricot tarts for tea from a recipe torn out of the Sunday Telegraph last summer. I only buy that paper for one reason, the columnist Francine Raymond, who writes in the Life section. This came from a description of her son's home made wedding, held in a friend's garden, and there were so many lovely details. I've been hoarding this recipe for a warm summer's evening to round off a barbecue, and tonight's the night.