Three in a Day

Oh my three posts in a day.  Guess what K's Dad knows some of the folk in the photos.  I suppose that's what happens when you live in a small community everybody knows somebody etc especially when families don't move far. 

This apparently is Horace and his bride.  I won't put on the surname as a matter of courtesy but I do know it.

A 1940's war time wedding maybe.  It is the only one where the bride is not in a 'proper' wedding dress.

This was in the skip its in perfect condition.

This little card was hidden inside the silk envelope front.  Have you spotted the spelling mistake.  As you can imagine - if you know me or if you have read this blog for a while - it made me chuckle.  Titter ye not as Frankie Howard would say. 

Ah Horace must have been a romantic.  I wonder if his sweetheart ever spotted the spelling mistake.

This is the local milkman. Oh look T (k's Dad) his Mum declared it's the milkman - we once went to Babbacombe with them do you remember. 

What a small world we live in.  I am so glad we rescued these.

By the way we cashed in the silver today and it raised £47 for our holiday fund.  I will never, ever, ever drag K away from a scruffy skip again.  I am also very pleased that K asked for permission to take things out of the skip - although I wonder if they would want the £47.  Beware what you throw away - even I with my eagle eye would have thrown the pictures away - it was K with his eagle eye that spotted the tiny hallmark in the corner.  Happy days.

Skip Diving

K had spotted a plate in a skip near by recently.  He found out who the skip belonged to this morning and asked if he could take some stuff.  He was told to help himself so he did.  Although I said, um, a couple of hours ago that we have so much stuff its making my head fuzzy we now have more.  Look what he found.

Vintage glasses

A tapestry

Quite a lot of photos

Jugs, wedgewood and little silver pictures (they are really silver hallmarked and everything)

More wedding photos - they are bent and a little damaged but really charming - the little boy has feather down around his little suit. I wonder who they are?

There was more but I haven't taken photos of it all.  A couple of ladder back chairs, a piano stool, wooden coathangers, knitting needles, a photo album filled to the brim with vintage postcards of Jamaica, a leather music case and an old bread board.  Well I don't know where they are going to live but I am glad they were rescued - especially the photos.

K did arouse the interest of the neighbours who asked what he was doing.  He told them that he had permission and they were fine with that.  I think they probably wished they had got there first.  After chatting to one lady K told her that I collected vintage knitting patterns and she said she had loads from the 40's and 50's and that she would dig them out for me.  How kind.

Going out for lunch now.  Two posts in one day - gosh must be because of all the 'time' I have got.  LOL.