
Spring felt like it was truly here this weekend (although not today as it's raining very fine rain which soaks you should you venture outside ) and I was buzzing on Saturday knowing that I had so many events to attend and all within couple of miles radius.
First up was the attic sale..... A queue was forming at the door when we arrived and people stood round gossiping, armed with large bags; it took me back to the Jumble sale days when I was a kid yet in those days there'd be a motley crew of lady pensioners dressed in zip up shoes and banging on the church hall doors should they not open in time. This time the ratio between men and women was the same and no one was over 50. The guy in front of me (with a high squeaky voice) was discussing his stall at a car boot sale held on a Sunday about 12-15 miles away from me in the next town over. My guess was that he was looking for cheap stock to refill it.
Anyhow they let us into the hall at 9am on the dot and we all trooped in.
It WAS a let down; two trestle tables pushed together formed the selling table and it was loaded with chipped glassware and table ware. There were tacky pictures in frames that should you try to remove the print would fall to bits and a pile of faded, washed out curtains in depressing 80's designs.
All I bought was a single posy candleholder for 50p and I bought that mainly because I felt so sorry for the church ladies trying valiently to sell the lot of tat that was there.
At the next 'Spring Market' (I bought my red vintage scales from there before christmas) I bought something rather lovely but I'm not going to show you what ......yet ;-) It's vintage, boxed and I'm currently trying to date it... could be 1930's 40's or maybe even a late fifties piece. I'm thinking the 1930's as it looks rather glamourous!
I also was given (for free) a brand new electric heat pad as the lady in charge of the stall said she didn't know if it was working or not and to take it home and try it. As it looked like new I pounced on it and am now using it to warm my feet on chilly nights .
We then drove over to the School Spring Fayre and was met by an eager looking man on a mobility scooter..... "Is the car boot here?" he asked.
I explained quickly it was a spring fayre and not a car boot but he looked at me as if I had learning difficulties (or was trying to keep all the bargains for myself) and shot round to the other side of the building where I could here him calling out, "Where's the car boot? I've come for the car boot..."
Anyway, he parked up his scooter and joined us in the queue for the fayre...
It was a very poor Spring Fayre. Plenty of raffles going on, cake stalls, face painting but only one interesting stall with prices that made your eyes water with their expensive price tickets. We left after 5 minutes and as we were walking out the car park the mobility scooter guy whizzed past us shaking his head. Don't think he'd found any bargains either.
So, in the afternoon we went to the jumble being held in another small drafty church hall set in a lovely quaint village on the banks of the canal. Many years ago my friends and I used to ride our horses along the canal bank to this village and I always wanted to live there. Recently they've done the village up with grants and its looking lovelier than ever.
The jumble was ACE! Just like old times :-)
There was a stall selling piles of curtains, tablecloths and bedlinen, another selling donated tins of food and fancies, another piled up with baby and childrens clothes, half the room had trestle tables filled with adult clothes and in the centre the 'white elephant stalls'.
It was packed! I never got near the clothes stalls, only had a quick glance at the stall selling linen and spent most of my time at the white elephant stall and the book stall. I came away with two books, a huge pile of sewing notions for £1, a very old mirror for 15 p but she ended up chucking it in with the sewing bits and bobs and not charging me extra, books and something else rather nice which I'll show you in another post ( i think, like the other vintage whatsit I bought they deserve their own posts).
Here is the mirror. Black laquer with handpainted roses and a butterfly.

There are two holes on either side of the mirror where probably candle sconces were. I have to admit I don't know what to do with it, its a little too small (11- 13 inches tall) for hanging over the fireplaces and too big for a hand mirror, plus nothing in my house matches the black. I'll have a think about it and if I really can't decide what to do with it donate it to a charity shop..... I just couldn't leave it for free could I?
When I arrived home and opened the plastic bag of sewing bits I was amazed at the amount of stuff it contained.

Besides material, sewing threads, dressmakers chalk, lace appliques there are gem stones, pearls, beads, buttons, piping cord, zips, fastners, crochet cotton, lace edgings, insert ribbons, ribbons, bias binding etc etc

So not a bad little bag to buy even though I have now got sewing bits and bobs coming out my ears!
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Sharie