This image made a lot of people on a bridge in Amsterdam go; Aaaaaaaaah.....
Just when you think that there is absolutely nothing of interest at the charity shop you stumble upon a treasure. Amongst all the old books was this old cardboard box brimming with embroidery patterns from the 50's and 60's. A quick rummage revealed not only patterns, line drawings and inspirational illustrations, but also two envelopes addressed to a Mother Superior at a convent in the South. By the size of the cardboard box I imagine there were no idle hands at this convent.
This little album was given to me by my dear friend Kat. It is basically a holiday memoir and it makes me smile whenever I look at it. Digital cameras might give a more exact replication of what you see, but alas none of the grainy romance of film. Remember the excitement of collecting your rolls of film after the hols?
Sometimes I find old photograph albums at flea's and wonder what happened to the owner and what he/she might have been like. (I make up stories in the same way you do for your dolls when you are small.) This tiny album was found in a big old bathtub filled with old pics in Brooklyn. The leading lady looks really sassy and I imagine she loved dressing up and posing...
welcome to my first whistle. it is a quiet start, but this unassuming birdie sings a loud song...........