Once Upon A Time


There are blogs I read for pleasure and blogs I read for inspiration . Nestled in one of the inspiring blogs was a tip that twinkled and shone. It said, 'tell the story, everyone loves a story'. I thought how this could apply to me. I have a modest bookshop on Etsy so I thought I could share the provence of my purchases, as much as I know. The way I find my treasures is very diverse. The story of my lovely old HCA up there is almost too good to be true.

For a couple of weeks each summer we decamp to a lovely little village in Cornwall. The houses are washed with colours from a child's paintbox, the skies are endless, the beaches are golden and the rain is always warm!
On the way to one of our favourite beaches we wind down narrow lanes garlanded with wild freesias, the dry stone lurking underneath. We pass a farm down one of these lanes, it has geese patrolling around the farmhouse, and a field of donkeys next door.

On this particular day, by the field gate, are a number of boxes. There is a note on top of the boxes, it says, 'help yourself to books - please make a donation for the donkey sanctuary'. I rifled through the first 2 boxes, and found a great deal of those old fashioned bodice ripper romances, well thumbed. But there, in the last box, I spy an interesting spine, then I get that tingling feeling down mine.. The donkey sanctuary felt my gratitude that day.

I will put the book in my shop on Friday, possibly with an Austrian cookbook with a beautiful cover and some really interesting recipes, or possibly the Mrs Beeton, but their stories will have to wait for another day.

http://www.etsy.com/shop/BeauBazaar


A Sunny September Sunday Morning






The last time I visited this car boot I resolved if I went back again I would take my camera. Here's the fruits (and veg!) of my (and others...) labours. I asked permission before taking each photo, some of the stall holders clearly thought I'd lost my mind.. You be the judge.

I was searching for literary treasure, and I found some. They will be posted onto my shop shortly;

http://www.etsy.com/shop/BeauBazaar


It's not Mothers Day but...

I found this dedication in a book, and it made me think about the influence of mothers on their children for a while. How much we as children absorb from our mothers. How much we influence our children and how much we later decide are not our views, but the thoughts of others we picked up along the way. A bit deep for a Monday morning I know.

The books name is The Business of Life, the author E J Hardy certainly knew how to come up with a title, his previous publication was How To Be Happy Though Married!

If you would like to see the book check it out on;

http://www.etsy.com/shop/BeauBazaar


Come In...I have a funny story to tell you...

Time to come clean, I am a dooroholic. I love doors - old, new, unusual, quirky, mysterious... I have so many photos of doors - it's unnatural. What do you DO with so many photos? I've asked myself what is it about doors that holds such a fascination for me? I think the answer lies in the fact that I am a person preoccupied with 'what lies behind'. I am interested in people and their motivations, back-stories, biographies, old photos..

6 years ago I was burgled. The thieves stole my Grandmothers gold watch. In my misguided attempt to replace it like for like, I made my way to a place in Hatton Garden, recommended by the insurer. It was run by an old Jewish gentleman, an Aladdins cave of second hand jewellery.
I found a watch nearly identical, in a fit of 'what lies behindness' I asked the gentleman, 'do you know who this belonged to?' Fondly imagining he would tell me a story of a fragrant, stylish woman, her life filled with glamour and stories of late nights filled with twinkling lights and cocktails under the stars.

His deadpan, heavily accented response to my question? ' She's dead'!
It was at this point I realised the humour and pathos of the situation. I never did buy the watch, it wasn't the same. My Grandmother was gone, and now, so was her watch, it could never be replaced and not should it.

Sometimes doors are best left closed.

Nursery Rhymes and play times



As it's still the summer holidays, and my own memories of long childhood days have been in my mind, I have chosen 2 children's books to go into my shop today. One is a very British style with it's illustrations of nursery rhymes, the other book is a beautifully illustrated (by Eleanor V Abbott) American book and shows children admiring the flowers in a typical cottage garden. The flowers remind me of my grandparents cottage garden and walking underneath their tunnel of runner beans, silently reaching up to pick a bean - and eating it raw. Happy memories.

The web link to my shop;
http://www.etsy.com/shop/BeauBazaar

It's all happening in...



We have just got back from a short holiday to the land of canals, fabulous canal houses and 1,000's of bicycles. Wouldn't you love to look as stylish as the girl above, whilst making her way round town? Everyone cycles, young, old, fat, thin, stylish and the sartorially challenged. It has filled me with a resolution to up my peddle quota - just need a Pashley, the right clothes, good weather...

I managed to get to the Molenaar Boeken (the book market at Molenaar to you and I) where I found some treasure for my Etsy store. Check it out; http://www.etsy.com/shop/BeauBazaar


Nothing New Under The Sun

One of my finds (see my last post ) was the book called Married Love by Marie Stopes. Marie is said to have written this after the crushing failure of her 1st marriage, which was unconsummated due to her husbands impotence. The marriage was annulled, and Marie was in the unusual position of being a virgin divorcee. After this disaster she set out to write a book which would explain everything a young married couple (sex before marriage was frowned upon, so Married Love is a euphemism for sex) needed to know to have a happy and healthy sex life together. All this was back in 1923! Check out Married Love, and my other finds on the link below. Thanks for stopping by, hope to see you again.

http://www.etsy.com/shop/BeauBazaar

Buying Books at Boots for BeauBazaar



- car boots that is.

I was on the trail for treasure this weekend and I think I found some, I hope BeauBazaar buyers agree. I have been trawling shops, festivals and car boots with not much to inspire me lately. The car boots have been along the 'my big fat gypsy wedding' type of car boot - big nylon dresses, lots of knock offs and very little in the way of anything 'interesting' for me.

The one I went to this weekend just knocked my socks off - and I'm devastated I didn't take my camera. It was a riot of home made cakes, home grown flowers, veg - tables groaning with bunches of newly pulled beetroot, punnets of gooseberries -all things summer. I chanced upon a table which had so many interesting books - propping up some really horrid pictures! The friend I went with was looking for interesting finds for her shop too - she found a really large Union Jack (hence photo above) and some lovely invoices from the 1800's which she has some great ideas for.

Anyway, back to the books, I will be putting them in my shop this week, check it out;

http://www.etsy.com/shop/BeauBazaar

Hope to see you there.