As I write I have one eye on the road looking out for my neighbours Tesco delivery….it’s actually the first time I have sat down as I have just had a bit of a trip out to…..I know you will all be green with envy, Portsmouth Football Club where my husband queued in the cold for about half an hour to pay for his season ticket. We also perused the Pompey club shop for tacky goods that at least one of us was desperate to buy….I’ll let you make your own minds up to which one it was!
However I did enjoy myself as I was taken for a ride through old Portsmouth and the surrounding areas that although on paper wouldn’t have much in the way to recommend themselves were very interesting never the less.
I had my camera but we didn’t stop so I had no chance to illustrate my journey but what fascinated me and will no doubt call for a return visit was all the little old shops and their fascias written in old fonts. It was almost a time capsule of the past. There was even an old pub completely tiled in glossy brown and cream majolica type tiles. I had an urge to walk in for a drink – you know Withnail and I style and ask for the finest wine known to mankind and then run out except if course I can’t run anymore….
I visited 3 charity shops in my local village and spent a total of £7.00
Brown cord jacket, peg apron, old curtain. Obviously all absolutely necessary -NOT
Old Curtain....went back today for the other one but it had gone.
Today's booty...spotted by my eagle eyed neighbour.
I have yet to clean it up but already I can see what a marvellous prop it will be for my food photos.
Not the best photo of the peg apron but enough for you to the idea.