Car Booting Treasure - Part 1

Here are my finds from this weekend. And as you can plainly see, all attempts at reining-it-in have gone out the window. So much so, that I might have to do this round-up in three parts!

I am pathological when it come to collecting. This became ever clearer when I checked definition of pathological, it was - caused by or evidencing a mentally disturbed condition. Oh dear. I suppose I had better open a shop quickly, either that or somebody - perform an intervention!

Are you ready? Here we go..



A doll. She's well-loved and a little bit crazy looking, but has undeniable charm.



An owl trivet. I've been on the lookout for one of these for ages. I'm going to hang in on the wall in my kitchen if we ever get round to redecorating it.



Another book for the cover. Oh and title. Aren't they all totally elegant?



A sweet little brooch, not from the carboot sale, but from a tiny and very amazing junk shop that is owned by a retired couple, who were antique dealers for 40 years. They retired to the countryside and found they couldn't stop,(perhaps we could start a support group). The shop is only open for three days a week and it's stuffed to the gills with treasure and interesting artifacts, it gives me goosebumps when I'm in there.



A super-groovy flour shaker. This is an essential piece of kitchen equipment and thus, wholly justifiable.



A super-groovy tray, I love blues and greens together.



A late 1980s Fisher Price whistling kettle. I bought this in the full knowledge that the whistling would drive me crazy (and lo, it came to pass) and that Iris would love it, gosh I am so selfless.



Hello Babushka, come in, you'll make lots of friends here.



This is the cover of the book with the story of Baba Yaga in it, this is for me, as it's quite terrifying.



And books, more books, Puffins galore, for Iris's library of the future.

Back shortly with parts 2 and maybe even 3!