Excitingly, on Sunday, it was time again for the giant flea market. A date that has been feverishly and excitedly anticipated since the last one...
And it was good abundant fun, but for some reason, when we got home, I felt as though I had been weirdly and uncharacteristically restrained. Why? I don't know, I had money in my pocket (rare), an enthusiastic and worthy companion (Katie) and even no Iris (she was at my mum's) so I should've been verily laden down with much treasure, buying with complete abandonment. How very puzzling.
However, what I did find I love, and it was super-fun cruising round the hundreds of stalls in the hazy sunshine.
So - what did I get? C'mon, let me show you...
Brass fruits - for the shop
Sweet little egg cups - also for the shop
Funny little cat - he's made himself at home on Iris's treasure shelves.
A dapper bowtie-wearing puss - he's heading for the shop too.
A Nymolle-a-like plate - wish it was the real deal but still, it's rather lovely. I might put this in Iris's room, she already has a black and white Fiep Westondorp plate on her wall so I think this would go rather nicely.
A little flock of brass sparrows.
Wow, look at this - isn't it beautiful? It's like a rubiks cube.
Pair of Moomin Paperbacks, for the library of the future.
Two pieces of this groovy greeny fabric.
And this amazing apple and pear adorned hand towel. I wish I had metres and metres of this fabric - wouldn't it make a super-sweet beach cover-up?
So quite a lot? Or not as much as you'd expect? I have a few more bits but I'll do those later...