Now you see me, now you don't

Remember when my bookcase looked like this?

Then it looked like this. A definite improvement, but the multiple colours still stang my eyes a little, and although I loved seing my collection of vintage books and miscellaneous objects, I was concerned that they would get sun damaged if I didn't protect them in some way.

Enter, the £6 piece of material that I came across by chance while browsing one of my favourite Hebden shops! Initially I had thought wallpaper might work. This was the main reason for ordering all the samples that ended up here: 

Then I decided £30 for a roll of wallpaper was a bit much for something I might never get the chance to use again. So I was keeping my eyes peeled for something pretty and easy and with a geometrical pattern, preferably yellow triangles and grey or white circles... when I saw this little bit of retro jungle material and thought: yessss!

Also, as you may have noticed, there has been a furniture switcheroo in our living room! More on that later though, this post is all about showing as many pictures as possible of my relooked bookcase:

What do you think? Yes to material in bookcase doors? I gave the rest of the material to my Mama who is going to make cushions out of it for her new house! Yay for matching house decor!

On a completely unrelated greenery update note: we have two huge Jasmine trees on our back terrace and a couple of branches were growing dangerously close to the dustbin, risking decapitation each time someone opened and closed the lid. So I decided to give them a longer life in the house, and have since realised that Jasmine has a very strong and very lovely smell that fills the whole room. I can't get enough of it! I'm hoping a few more branches decide to grow in the direction of the dustbin so that I have an excuse to do a bit more pruning...

Our little rescue plant is doing so well! Unlike the Nasturtium you can see in the background, who have been decimated by caterpillars... I've since had to get rid of all the dead stalks and replace them with something else. Pictures soon!


Scampston vintage weekend - part 2

This is the continued story of how we visited East Yorkshire and a vintage fair (first part here). So, if you remember from my previous post, we had a lovely (if chilly and damp) picnic the night before the vintage fair and rose bright and early the next morning to make the most of the sunny day. 

We got to Scampston a bit early, so we had a little wander about the tiny village. It was like something straight out of a film with the beautiful old brick houses and vintage cars whizzing past on their way to the show.

Just imagine living here...

Storing your garden tools here...

Going to church here...

 And going for walks in the fields around the village...


Isn't it just like a film set? I'm always amazed at how quaint the UK is in places. Like time has completely stood still. I'm pretty sure the house prices haven't though.

Anyway, on to some proper vintage fun! We were greeted by this lovely sight as we arrived at the fair:

Actually, if I'm absolutely honest, we were greeted by this sight. I guess you might as well find out where the toilet is as soon as you arrive, yes? Also, please note the neat queue which has formed spontaneously, the reasonable distance from the toilets, the personal space between each person. As a former inhabitant of suburban Paris, it thrills me to see such respectful and disciplined queueing.

There were a lot more cars than I had expected and their owners stood proudly next to them, ready to answer any questions we may have and launch into a full-on history of their baby. Sadly, Boyfriend and I aren't really into cars, so although I think they're much prettier than the one we own, I don't have anything interesting to say about them.

Now this one is different (apparently!): it's from a TV show or something. There were lots of people crowded around it and posing and Boyfriend got all excited and snapped these pictures of it!

So that was the celebrity car at Scampston does vintage! I liked this pram much better though, and I liked it even more when I realised it had a real baby in it! Not a vintage one! A young baby one! Anyway... some things are only funny to me, moving on swiftly!

There was a dance workshop but I think people were a bit too intimidated (or maybe just to sweaty under the arms, it was turning out to be a proper scorcher!) to take part. These two were extremely good though, and a lot of fun to watch.

There were a scattering of stalls and 3 or 4 big tents around the grounds. The old VW in this pic had been turned into a photobooth, with lots of accessories and fun backdrops to choose from. I just wanted to sit on a bale of straw and sip cocktails at that point, but that would have made me a very good contendent for the vintage sunburn and heat stroke trophies...

There were a couple of different bands playing again and it was all very festive and sweet and Bully Holly-esque. I don't think I saw a single grumpy face all day. Proof that they don't write'em like they used to...

We did a bit of exploring and discovered a lovely lake and park. I didn't dare do anything to these pics because the greens and blues were already sooo intense.

So like I said, there were a couple of individual stalls with people selling things, but the main selling took place under big markees.

So did the tea drinking and home made cake eating!

Although there was a serious selection of lovely things, I didn't take anything home with me... sad face. Sometimes you have to know when your house is full enough, right?

Instead, we left the fair and went to fill our bellies at a lovely pub down the road. Sitting in the shade with a frosty beer is just something you have to do now and again.

Thanks again to Anna for the tickets and the opportunity for a refreshing weekend getaway! I'll be keeping my eyes peeled for the next Britain does vintage events!


Scampston vintage weekend - part 1

A few weekends ago (more than I care to mention because it would make me a bad blogger, but I'm happy to say I've almost finished sorting through and editing my most recents pics and there are a handful of posts coming right your way!), I won someting. Something really great! Tickets to the Scampston does vintage weekend! All thanks to a lovely fellow blogger, angel in the north.

Since Scampston is a fair drive from us and our tickets included the Saturday evening open air picnic prom and all day entrance on Sunday for the actual fair, we decided to make a weekend of it and book a B&B in the area. We could have camped on the grounds at Scampston but I was (very rightly!) worried about the weather. I'm a happy camper as long as I can stay dry, but memories of being caught in the remnants of a huge storm in the sand dunes of Connemara, holding on to the tent for most of the night for fear it would be torn to shreds (while Boyfriend slept like a baby next to me) have left me scarred for life.

So a B&B it was! 

Because It was only a short drive from Scampston to the coast, we decided to leave early on Saturday morning and do a bit of exploring around Scarborough (like Blackpool only smaller, from what we saw out of the car window, but I hear there are some much nicer parts away from the beach), Robin Hood's bay (lovely but packed with people and pouring with rain) and Whitby (expensive parking which cut our stay short, and once more, lots of rain). The picture above is of Robin Hood's bay and it's the only one I took during the day, just before it started bucketing it down. We'll have to come back to this area sometime as I'm sure it's lovely in sunny weather.

So anyhoo, after checking in to our B&B and drying off a bit, we headed over to Scampston for the evening picnic of vintage goodness. 

We weren't entirely sure whether food would be provided so we brought our own (delicious handmade scotch eggs from Whitby market and lots of other random things we picked up along the way).

Had we known that the cocktails would be £7, we would have also brought our own. Oh well, they were pretty delicious and it felt so nice to sit in the sunshine with a mojito after spending all day with my hood up and my wellies on!

The picnic was set out in a huge field with food stalls on one end...

...and an open truck at the other end for performers.

It had only just stopped pouring with rain when the picnic started, so the ground was pretty wet. Luckily, the people from Britain does vintage provided lots of sun loungers.

The sun came out properly just before it started setting. Imagine a fresh breeze full of the smells of Summer, a bit of warmth on your face, a packet of Marmite crisps and some very sweet and talented performers. Bliss!

Check out my Cath Kidston picnic basket, which I was finally able to put to good use! I thought I might be able to show off a little but everyone else came very well prepared with lovely vintage picnic hampers. Oh well, I had my authentic hair barrettes gifted to me by a dear friend so I was all set!

When the mist started rising, Boyfriend went on a photo expedition through the grounds (I was too tired and getting rather cold to be honest).

After about 1 hour, the thought of our lovely warm and dry bedroom was too tempting and we decided to call it a day. We did end up stopping about 5 times on the way to snap pictures though.

The English countryside always feels quite magical to me, specially at this time of day and year.

Next time, on Bunnies and Stripes: part 2 of our vintage adventure, with twice as many pics and lots of vintage treasures!