06/06/2026
No place like home...although strictly speaking this is the other half of the cottages here. Mine is, as yet, less abundantly floral. The trees are starting to enclose us now , ferociously growing after the rain.
A rest day after the joy that was Newark antiques fair. I had thought for a long time that it might be a good plan to cram the van with some of my older stock and long term keepers and have a good cleanse. I am pleased to report that the van was considerably lighter on the way home and that I was remarkably restrained and made very few purchases.
Big thanks to Karl of and to Ralph and Gary for their never ending support. I would have struggled without your help.
Especially to all those who popped in, chatted and of course purchased.
Of course, after a long time of banter on here with and longing to see the temptations that he and offer, I finally got to purchase something I have wanted for a really long time. Because we all want a sorcerers mirror don't we? And perhaps I might see reflected, as I sit by a crackling fire on a winters evening, the shadow of tenants past, in the little cottage. Happy souls who have lived and laughed and loved here, because I know many did.
And now on to a week of gardening, because the gardens have missed me after a steady series of fairs..🥴
