The Sherborne Vintage Bazaar was a bit of a slow affair. Sales were sporadic and the much hoped for crowds failed to appear. More of a slow, slow, quick, quick, slow, than a Be Bop a Do Wop … descending into a slow waltz. A long, tiring, idling day, uplifted by some lovely regular customers and a few welcome new ones.
The beautiful feather hand muff (talked about here) was the first thing to go, having hardly touched the table before it was off to pastures new. So pleased to have treasured it briefly – if only we could know its story.
|Susie & Russell Needham|
Susie in the Mirror had interesting clothes, glorious fabrics and objet d’art.
Vintage Vampilicious was there too, looking uber glam as usual. She is hoping to open a shop locally soon, stocked with her fabulous sartorial gems.
Georgie provided a divine sweet treat for breakfast! The lightest, fluffiest sponge filled with a dreamy combo of cream, blackberry and apple. Wow, she bakes great cakes!
Arriving home feeling very tired and a little despondent, Mr VJ cheered her up with a warm fire, glass of wine and some delicious tapas. After a little culinary alchemy he produced Serrano ham and eggs, slices of chorizo flash fried in honey and sherry and grilled asparagus spears marinated in lemon, olive oil and garlic, all accompanied by homemade bread dotted with fennel seeds! No photos ... all eaten before too quickly!
By 9pm, warmed and muzzy with wine she lost her fight to stay awake and fell into the deepest, longest sleep she has had in ages, greeting Sunday at a very civilized daylight hour rather than the usual 6.30am!