Oh My Days!

Oh my days!  Or to over punctuate: Oh.  My.  Days!  Sunday was the glory day of car boot sales, I am seriously considering buying an old lady style shopper on wheels, but to go jazzy and modern, or old skool and green tartan?  Either way it needs to happen, I had to make two trips back to the car to offload the good stuff.  Below is a photographic gallery of said 'good stuff':

A vintage Ritz tin to keep with the old lady theme I seem to be heading for.

Old lady buttons in old lady jars, next to an old lady glass jug on an old lady blanket I'm working on, well if you're going to have a theme you might as well do it properly.

Old lady.  No, no these are just beautiful, perhaps a touch old lady-ish but all good, and building on last week's theme of bird related glassware.

Perhaps my best find of the week:

The photograph doesn't do it justice, it was one of my first finds (of the second car boot sale of the day) so I had to sling it under my arm whilst browsing, it drew a lot of comments.  I have to say by the time the tenth person had asked me if I would sell them an ice cream my smile became a little more fixed.  Ha ha ha. No.

Re-used, re-cycled, re-markably ace (sorry, bad pun).

Sam re-potting sunflower seeds, we have quite a flower factory going on at the moment, everything is crossed we can keep them alive long enough to use them on the day!

I will be making activity bags for the children coming to the wedding, with colouring in bits, sweets and now barnyard animals!!

Oh.  My.  Days!  It's Ruth-a-tron who makes me smile when the wedding stuff gets a bit too much.





A Cautionary Tale

These fabulous and terrifying beauties are the result of covering for too many people at work, running a charity in my spare time, too many late nights, and definitely not enough rest.  Love them as much as I do they are definitely not a wedding must.  I jokingly wrote on facebook that when I opened the box it was like opening a box of children's nightmares, but actually I really don't think we can get these out until the children have gone to bed.  The plus side is they have brought me so many laughs already, they are child size and look ridiculous on an adults face I suspect those who choose to camp for the evening will make good use of them - Wicker Man anyone?

I have treated my little seedlings to a new home:

It may not be the most beautiful thing in the world but like a damn fool every evening when I get home before even taking my coat off it is compulsory to run out to the garden to check on progress.  I am pleased to announce progress is good.  Sunflowers are on the up, I have more coriander than I know what to do with, beetroots are peeping through, the flowers that Lynne sent me are doing well but the packet was in French so I have no idea what they are, and finally my sweet peas are flopping about all over the place.  They've made it onto the list (the good list, there is another but you don't want to make it onto that one).

Spring is pretty ace for many reasons, but perhaps one of the best reasons is that the car boot sale at Matford grows and people have a clear out and we swoop in like hawks of kitsch tat and magpies of all things shiny.  Here is a small selection of what we have been gathering for the big day:

Slightly wonky display.

Best glasses ever, especially the bird labelled 'Troglodyte', Sam's favorite - natch.

Pineapple glass vases, still not sure about these, but they were going cheap, surely a good enough reason? 

To round things off a non-wedding, non-car boot sale item:

Throne of happiness.

Sometimes I don't want to think about, talk about, organise or think about the wedding, so this weekend I completed a project that was on the back burner for almost two years.  Happy days.