G'day chickadees, how you all doin' this fine Saturday?
Well I had a very full morning, awoken very rudely by two middle-aged women, who at 5.45am, on their early morning hike, thought nothing of shouting to each other as they walked down the hill past our cottage.
If it hadn't been for the fact that I was wearing little bar the odd dab of Chanel, I may well have chased them down the street….rolling pin in hand.
..not one to be bright eyed and up at this hour as a rule I thought I might as well make the most of it…and the benefit of getting out early? Firstly normally it means I am alone, always a good thing 'round here. And secondly means you're first to the treasure. Usually.
But today I missed out on a vintage leather hatbox (which I must say was so absolutely Anthropologie Delightful I thought twice about accosting the old dealer who had swooped on it before me) and a *huge old vintage mixing bowl, which I spied from afar but missed in a split second and which I had already decided as soon as I saw if from afar that I would purchase & giveaway right here on this blog….best laid plans…
Soooo, anyhoo, after a round of disappointing places (and that happens in this treasure-hunting-game people) I decided to head home for coffee and a bagel…a little sit out the back under the Fig Tree in the cool…and on the way home came across a few of these old beauties…and couldn't pass 'em up.
The lovely lady who I bought them from, proceeded to tell me at length, how they used to light her path before they could afford to put lights in….how wonderful they would look cleaned up…and kindly lectured me in just how I would go about this mammoth clean up of a few old vintage lanterns
I thought for a quick second about letting her in on the secret.
Sweetie I want them like that.
Money cannot buy old, weathered, rusty and vintage. With in-built embossing.
But I saved my breath, for sure, she was never gonna get that.
And so I came home to a house still quiet, Mr Beach Cottage still in the land of nod, Mr Teenage Beach Cottage certainly not even anywhere near emerging.
And later went out for more, and came back with lots of little beautiful things, not big things which is what I prefer really, but that's why this Treasure Game is so much fun…
…and I have to tell you, I came across this old book, well really I suppose it is a collection of pages, with two huge staples, I picked it up firstly because I liked the fact that the paper was very aged and beautifully yellowed and also the old typography caught my eye…each page just typed at the top…I thought I might use it for wrapping…
Once I was browsing through later with some Afternoon Tea, I realised what a treasure I have in my possession, for this dear friends & Lurkers is a compilation documenting memories of the residents of a local Nursing Home…from what I can ascertain it was put together in the 60's so these old folks were remembering right back to the 1880's…all sorts of things about this area that we moved our family to from the other side of the world to all these years later…
To say that I feel honoured to have this in my possession is an understatement, it sent shivers down my spine.
And that is why I play this Game. When one scores, the shivers are pretty darn good.
See you around…

oh and yeah, the beading??
it's kinda nearly done and I'm gonna show you the WIP…but yep I'm making you ladies wait until tomorrow…or perhaps the next day….
a new giveaway's coming next week..(it's nice!) winners from all comments from now
those in Lurkdom welcome to apply for Beach Cottage entry…;-)
{* Bella-Casa and Sheilagh from Ticking and Toile have a magazine subscription on the way! congrats!}
(pls. let me know your addresses)
you can read about my best Saturday find ever here, and how it looked all spruced up in the Beach Cottage here



































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