A horse, a cat, 2 chickens and us, living in the hand-me-down heaven I call home, here in the beautiful Dorset Countryside.
A passion for pictures, shabbychic peeling paint, French textiles, overstated Victorian, elegant Art Deco and the angular 1960s is my ecclectic mix of favourite treasures, gathered through years of tedandbunny antiquing trips, auction and jumble sales, house clearances and rescue projects from the tip!
I found the gently dog-eared 1910 postcard at Alexandra Palace antique fair many years ago, instantly enchanted with such an adorable old Steiff Bear gently pushing his bunny friend in the ancient wheelbarrow.
Ted looks so handsome in his knitted suit!
When I registered for eBay back in 2002 the card was on my desk and I could think of no nicer name than tedandbunny.
After their sedentary beginnings with a handwritten message and halfpenny stamp, this dear old bear and his companion have been beamed all around the world via the internet.
and when I launched my website nothing seemed to sound better than tedandbunny.co.uk
Ted and Bunny are now firmly "part of the family"!
tedandbunny.co.uk
ted and bunny website
Goodwood Revival award
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twenty blessings
May the best hour of the day be yours.
May luck go with you from hill to sea.
May you stand against the prevailing wind.
May no forest intimidate you.
May you look out from your own eyes.
May near and far attend you.
May you bathe your face in the sun’s rays.
May you have milk, cream, substance.
May your actions be effective.
May your thoughts be affective.
May you will both the wild and the mild.
May you sing the lark from the sky.
May you place yourself in circumstance.
May you be surrounded by goldfinches.
May you pause among alders.
May your desire be infinite.
May what you touch be touched.
May the company be less for your leaving.
May you walk alone beneath the stars.
May your embers still glow in the morning.
me and my girlfriends having a good goss when we were asked to make up a team for the Village Hall Quiz'n'Chilli Night
Noooooooooooooo says I (with a very capital N!!)
Memory cells?
they got swapped for the muffin-top in that free Prize-Draw you automatically enter at 50
(not that I retained much even when they were intact)
"Don't be silly"
said Stacey
"it's not as if they'll ask really difficult questions like what did you do last Wednesday. . ."
A great time was had by all at the Dairy House Textile Day!
The sun shone bright and clear, the sky was blue and the wind icy
but bravehearted customers wrapped up against the chill
to buy from our sun-drenched stalls outside
before seeking refuge inside the huge building!
I forgot my camera. . .
but pics are here on Lizzie's blog
and I'm sure many others will appear
as stallholders write during the week.
Big thanks and hugs to Sue and Woo,
and to Gilly for a great lunch!
xx
ps
the next great fair will be The Vintage Bazaar in Frome
on Saturday 21st!
Because it was soooooo fashionable in my teens to have a perfect arch of neat 1920s-style eyebrows, mine remain hopelessly thin and over-plucked.
If I want them to look less like a surprised pair of hump-back bridges it entails ages spent painstakingly pencilling in the gaps- like playing Join The Dots on my brow.
I mentioned this to the hairdresser yesterday when, united by circumstance, we were having a mutual moan about what fashion had done to our ageing bods.
To solve the problem she suggested having brows cosmetically tattooed.
Probably not a surprising suggestion since she was wearing false lashes, fingernails, toenails, permanent eye and lip liner, hair extensions, fake tan and boobies
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