Monday, 13 June 2011

Postcards from the Edge :: 9

My husband will be relieved to learn that despite being hundreds of miles away I am still able to thrift some kick ass vintage things. Including a(nother) vintage typewriter, G-Plan mirror and Witney woollen blankets still in the boot of the car. I know. He'll be so thrilled.


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7 comments:

  1. Rattling On13 June 2011 at 19:08

    We once went on a communal holiday to France with about 9 or 10 families. One afternoon all the ladies went off to a flea market, as we left one of the blokes called to his wife 'And don't come back with any more shit'. It got a ripple of agreement. She bought a rather nice chair in revenge, I got pillowcases...

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  2. Unknown13 June 2011 at 19:21

    men just dont get it...

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  3. N. Perez14 June 2011 at 04:46

    I think you and I would have a blast shopping together. For some reason in the last year or so i want everything to look vintage; is this some sort of disorder or what?

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  4. L14 June 2011 at 23:42

    ooo i have that jug...got it at a boot sale along with a matching sugar bowl, cups and saucers and cake plates! and i know how you feel....men dont get it. i get eyes rolled at me if i come home with thrufted treasure!

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  5. Unknown15 June 2011 at 12:49

    Thrifting probably is a mental illness - it's a little bit like treasure hunting.

    The just surprised me really - it looked so retro trying to be vintage that it was a pleasant discovery to find to be really old.

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  6. YveeB28 June 2011 at 09:47

    I laughed soooo much at this post!

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  7. Unknown28 June 2011 at 10:22

    :) He was indeed most thrilled.

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