Imogen's Wedding Revisited........

Today I received some lovely images from Imogen's wedding.  She kindly sent me four pictures showcasing the accessories she commissioned.  Here they are........

 

 

the happy couple - love the groom's funky tie

 

 

close up of hair corsage

 

 

 

love this photograph - so relaxed

 

 

 

Imogen's beautiful vintage wedding dress

 

 

I love the informality of modern wedding photographs, they seem to capture special little moments of the day.  They seem such a lovely couple don't they?

 

 

p.s I spoke to my mother about my father's letters, she would love me to read them to her.........

until next time .. Jayne xx



Bittersweet Memories.....

I have been in a very reflective mood of late.  I am in the process of sorting my mother's house.  I have discovered lots of photographs and little treasures that have been kept for years by my mother.....

my brother and I taken by my uncle who was a keen amateur photographer

 

do you like my petticoat?

 

a lovely old leather bag - what did it contain?

 

my mother's 21st birthday telegram sent by my father in 1946, four days before they married

 

lots of sheets of paper carefully folded, some in envelopes

 

a tiny handwritten card which perhaps accompanied flowers

 

As I leafed through these papers, some on writing paper, order forms, invoices and scraps of paper, it became obvious to me that they were love letters written by my father.  I had mixed feelings about reading them as I felt they were not meant for my eyes so I read only one.  I told one of my closest friends about my discovery and she suggested I take them to my mother and read them aloud to her.  I am thinking about it, but whatever happens I shall treasure them as a little piece of family history.

 

My aunt Margaret remembers my father wrote to my mother often in the weeks before their marriage.   They were together for over fifty years....

 

 



I shall leave you with my favourite ted x

Jayne x

 

 

 



 



 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Flea Market finds - a 'prop' or two!

I do love a 'prop' an item for display purposes. I am always on the look out for the tattered, interesting and unusual.  My usual flea market meander last weekend proved very successful on that mission.
An old and very battered suitcase bought for a song because of the poor condition......

I did say it was battered!

 

decided to leave all the imperfections untouched

 

 

I also bought a lovely little old wooden box, perfect to display my tags in, just the right size.  It has a lovely little paper trim around the front and the back of the inside.

 

 

wonder what it used to hold - any ideas?

 

a cute tin container masquerading as an envelope

 

I took a couple of images of the venue of the flea market, a beautiful Victorian railway station that has just been renovated to return it to its' former glory. Local people campaigned long and hard to restore what is now a metro station.

 



exquisite metalwork newly restored and painted

 

the market is on both platforms - you cross to the other side via a lovely curved bridge

 

the crowds rummage for a bargain

 

Forgot to mention, last but not least, a tin I bought at the Hexham Antiques Fair on Tuesday for the bargain price of a pound - a rusty tin, ideal for holding????? think about that later, just loved it though.





the lady who sold it to me said she remembered using it.

 

some things do improve with age.......

 

That concluded the 'prop' purchases, just busy making, making, making items to be displayed in them for Living North.  Until next time, the sun was shining today, a clear blue sky. Jayne x

 









Oh I do love to be beside the seaside, beside the sea!

I am very fortunate to live literally five minutes from the seaside.  Four gorgeous beaches to choose from!  On Sunday I found myself sitting on a wall eating a cherry and almond scone in the sunshine, swinging my legs and taking in the view that is King Edward's Bay.....

It is a small sandy beach enclosed by cliffs and grassy banks nestling at the foot of The Priory ruins. In the late 18th century sea-bathing became very popular here.

it is a long way down - lots and lots of steps, not for the faint hearted!

 

such a lovely day, such a deserted beach!

 

As I was sitting two teenage boys sat down on the grass in front of me.  I was fascinated as they were identical twins with the most incredible long red hair.  It was the most vibrant and unusual shade and I thought it would make a great blog image, however, I could see the headline (woman caught taking photos of young boys!!!) so decided against it!  I did consider asking their permission but then thought what would they think of me asking "would you mind if I took a photograph of your hair"!!!

 

Swiftly moving on - to my favourite flea market, I meandered my way there going through the back lanes where I saw this door.....

 



A sun bleached door, gorgeous shades

 

a lovely burnt umber peeking through

 

the windows showed lace literally falling apart with age it reminded me of Miss Havisham

 

I always wonder about the story of how a home came to be so negelcted, but I did notice that renovations were under way in what I presume was the main room and it will soon be loved again.

 

 



multicoloured beer barrels, never seen pink ones before!

 

purple wheelie bins - yes please.

 

Next post will show my lovely flea market finds, a few props for Living North which is only eight weeks away - excuse me while I leave you to go into panic mode!!!  until next time hope the sun shines on you. Jayne x