Unbought Delicacies: Wee bit of vintage glam for a Sunday

Sunday, 8 June 2014

Wee bit of vintage glam for a Sunday

Have wanted one of these for a long time, and I'll use it too, to powder my nose..................

At £2.87 it didn't break the bank, and I'll get years of pleasure from it :)

6 comments:

Blue Shed Thinking said...: My mum had a few of these. Think they dated back to the 1950's, before she married.; 8 June 2014 at 21:16
Dartford Warbler said...: It`s lovely. I remember my Mum having one with a horse on the front. She used Yardley`s loose powder inside it.

Is yours a Stratton? I seem to recognise the design. A bargain if it is!; 8 June 2014 at 22:58
Hannah B said...: Very pretty :); 8 June 2014 at 23:38
MrsL said...: I can't see any name on it Dartford Warbler, so not sure. My mother used one as well. This one even smells right! lol
x; 9 June 2014 at 15:28
MrsL said...: Bit of a long shot - hope folk find this. Blogger has eaten all of my blogs, including this one, and I can no longer post on any of them. Have started a new one, find it here - please share the link and come and say hello :)

http://selfrelianceforthe21stcentury.blogspot.co.uk/

Thankyou x; 24 June 2014 at 10:31
Bren + Lucy said...: So much time to re-connect with you

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Inspired and lovely
hugs,
Lucy; 19 October 2015 at 07:27

I have found such joy

I have found such joy in simple things;
A plain, clean room, a nut-brown loaf of bread,
A cup of milk, a kettle as it sings,
The shelter of a roof above my head,
And in a leaf-laced square along the floor,
Where yellow sunlight glimmers through the door.
I have found such joy in things that fill
My quiet days: a curtain's blowing grace,
A potted plant upon my window sill,
A rose, fresh-cut and placed within a vase;
A table cleared, a lamp beside a chair,
And books I long have loved beside me there.
Oh, I have found such joys I wish I might
Tell every woman who goes seeking far
For some elusive, feverish delight,
That very close to home the great joys are:
The elemental things- old as the race,
Yet never, through the ages, commonplace.

~ Grace Noll Crowell

Ideas for handmade gifts

Small knitteds - gloves, scarves, hot water bottle covers, hats, tea cosies, phone covers, little toys,,cushion covers, bags. Some of these can be felted/fulled for extra interest.
Edibles - chutneys and jams, pickles, nice teas in a vintage/retro tin, sweeties, toffees, mustard, home made wine and liqueurs, home dried fruits, ketchups.
For the home - trimmed tea towels, handknitted dishcloths, quilted wallhangings, small samplers, restored picture frames, pot pourri, lavender bags, covered coathangers, little scented bags for hanging on handles, framed photos of family,etc you've taken yourself, pincushion,needle book, scissor keeper, book of promises (eg babysitting, 1 hour's housework, the ironing, etc)
Bathtime - homemade soap, bath oils, bath salts, knitted washcloths, herbal bags for the bath, hand sewn toilet bags, trimmed hand towels, homemade lotions and potions packed in pretty jars and bottles.
For the garden - home saved seed in handmade decorated packets; homemade handcream, exfoliating soap, wheat bag for those digger's aches and pains!

Handmade books, personalised printed notepaper and envelopes.
Hamper of bits and bobs from the above lists, packed in a pretty lined basket.

I'll add some more as and when I think of them; These can be used all year round and easily tailored to the recipient - everyone loves a homemade gift. :)

Inspiring thoughts.............

I saw a man, an old Cilician, who occupied an acre or two of land that no one wanted.
A patch not worth the ploughing, unrewarding for flocks, unfit for vineyards;
he, however, by planting here and there among the scrub cabbages or white lilies and verbena and flimsy poppies, fancied himself a king in wealth, and coming home late in the evening, loaded his board with unbought delicacies.
Virgil

I had no theories to prove. I merely wanted to try living by my own hands, independently as far as possible from a system of division of labour in which the participant loses most of the pleasure of making and growing things for himself. I wanted to bring in my own fuel and smell its sweet smell as it burned in the hearth I had made. I wanted to grow my own food, or forage after it. In short I wanted to do as much as I could for myself, because I had already realised from partial experience the inexpressible joy of doing so.

Harlan Hubbard, Shantyboat: A River Way of Life

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Sunday, 8 June 2014

Wee bit of vintage glam for a Sunday

6 comments: