It Began In Afrika
I was planning to post about the dress I'm currently making but I came back with so much stuff from this morning's car boot sale that by the time I'd sorted all out, loaded the washing machine &...
View ArticleBuy Buy Baby - Boot Sale Finds
Long time, no see! No excuses really, we worked at a couple of fairs which were good fun but no great earners, where vintage trading is concerned August is painfully slow.The weekend was followed by a...
View ArticleMarchin' On - Charity Shop Finds
This morning we were driving through the arse end of nowhere when I spotted a charity shop on the main road of a grim ex-mining town. The pavement was littered with boxes of old VHS tapes and grubby...
View ArticleDistraction Tactics
Its only been two weeks since our last festival but selecting stock, loading Gilbert & packing for a week away feels like a daunting task. With an Autumnal nip in the air, it seems like Summer has...
View ArticleOn The Road Again
We've been to the End of the Road before and loved it (see HERE and HERE) but, as a big established festival, never really expected to hear anything when we applied to trade. Imagine my joy when not...
View ArticleThe Psychedelic Shamanic Skirt - Charity Shop Finds
Black and midi length, probably not what immediately springs to mind when you picture the contents of my wardrobe.On a mission to replenish our stockroom I caught a glimpse of a psychedelic print on...
View ArticleVillage Life
After a three month break, yesterday took us back to Stockport for the monthly extravaganza that is Vintage Village. Can you believe dithered over this cheesecloth kaftan for at least 20 minutes...
View ArticleMy Vintage Life - Secondhand Shopping & Sewing
I love buying second-hand. Shopping retail holds no appeal. Racks of identical dresses, row upon row of the same pair of shoes, clothes displayed in suggested outfits, no imagination required. There's...
View ArticleV Dubs in the Avenue
After setting up our pitch at V Dubs in the Valley and opening for business I discovered that the camera was as flat as a pancake and that I'd left the charger on the kitchen table so not a single...
View ArticleFrom My Hometown
Walsall's changing. Some call it progress but I can't get excited about yet more fast food outlets and a massive Primark dominating the skyline. I barely visit town any more. Half the charity shops...
View ArticleBorder Crossing - Kinky Takes A Trip
Saturday took us to Wales' fine capital city, Cardiff and, due to last weekend's camera cock-up, I was able to get away with wearing the same dress for work twice in a row. From the house of high-end...
View ArticleFree At Last - Goodbye, Dad
When the phone rang at 6.48am this morning I already knew. Dad had gone. It was no surprise, we'd made the decision not to proceed with a feeding tube any longer. The kindest thing was to allow his...
View ArticleWhen The Going Gets Tough...
...The Tough Get Sewing.When life renders you powerless, sewing can be wonderfully therapeutic.Over the last couple of weeks, in an effort to stop dwelling on my thoughts, I've been sewing up a storm....
View ArticleKool In The Kaftan
I'm still here. I'm not wallowing in self pity or sewn myself into a coma. We've been busy. Photo courtesy of Emily of Judy's. We're somewhere on the left underneath the bunting.Last Sunday took us to...
View ArticleLet's Talk About Spex
With all the grown-up stuff I've done it's felt like a long week and there's still almost a fortnight to wait until the funeral, but things are beginning to move along and I've made a sizeable dent in...
View ArticleTurning Japanese
Yesterday we set the alarm for 5am and were on the road, heading for Bristol, at just gone six. A fellow trading pal took this photo at 9am after we'd dragged 19 sacks of vintage clothes into the...
View ArticleA Week In The Life
Self-employment - living the life of Riley. Getting up late, spending all day in pyjamas, daytime TV, surfing the net, girly lunch dates and going out every night. That's what lots of people think...
View ArticleI Know There's Gonna Be (Good Times)
Despite a wardrobe stuffed with psychedelia, feather boas, impractical shoes and outrageous hats I can still cobble together something suitable for most occasions. Here's what I wore for Dad's funeral...
View ArticleTemples, Elephants and Charity Shop Rage
I'm looking remarkably happy here considering I was getting madder by the minute earlier. We decided to explore posh neighbouring town, Royal Sutton Coldfield, this morning. In several of the chazzas...
View ArticleI Never Thought It Would Happen With Me And A Girl From Clapham (and Trowbridge)
Last week was a bit of a write off, no sewing, very little blogging, a single day spent charity shopping and, in my haste to pack for a back-to-back weekend of vintage fairs, I neglected to photograph...
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