Weekend

Saturday we woke to a hard frost but at least it was dry.  We had plans, a trip to Horncastle to browse the Antique shops on the look out for one last gift.  Don your hats and coats it is a little parky and I will take you on a tour of the beautiful little market town dubbed the best Antique Market town.

 

As we strolled out of the car park the first shop to greet us was the book shop, its name certainly made me smile.

 

 

The bakers and little tea room was a delight, all dressed ready for the season, the reflections in the window made me smile.

 

 

Next stop was the market, small but nice to browse.

 

 

 

 

A little stroll brings you to some wonderful old buildings, with courtyards and floor upon floor of antiques.  Each area better than the next.  There was so much that I would have brought home.

 

 

I loved the baskets, the quilt and the pretty doll...

 

 

Vintage bikes seem to feature a lot in Horncastle, a real joy to see them used for advertising.

 

 

 

 

Not only were the buildings a delight to see, it was lovely to see the shop windows. 

 

 

Each window display was an inspiration, it was also a delight to see the reflections and shadows adding to the magic. We of course made a day of it and enjoyed lunch out, we were seated downstairs with all the old fireplaces and breadovens still in place it really was like going back in time, a joy to see and I can report that it was a wonderful meal.

 

To close, a trip to Horncastle would not be complete without going to look at the ducks.

 

 

Finally before heading home we did have a browse around a couple of charity shops, I could not believe my eyes when I saw one of the items I had been looking for.  I wanted a ceramic rolling pin and lo and behold there was one.

 

 

You did read it right £2.49...it was mine.   All ready for the mammoth bake that I had yesterday.  I will save that for another day.  It was stir up Sunday yesterday, did you get your Christmas puddings made?

 

See you soon.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Horncastle Treasure

Got up this morning to rain, rain and more rain.  One of those really miserable days that was dark, overcast and unrelenting.  A car boot sale was therefore not on the agenda but we did need to get out of the house to blow a few cobwebs away and have a change of scenery.  So Horncastle it was, a perfect place to browse around on a rainy day, with the added bonus of lunch at the Café on the Bridge.

Horncastle is a market town in the East Lindsey district of Lincolnshire, to the south of the Lincolnshire Wolds.  Many moons ago it was famous for its great Horse Fair, these days it is widely known as a centre for the antiques trade and dubbed "The Antiques Capital Of Lincolnshire".  As is normal for me I forgot to take the camera but take it from me it is quite a pretty place with some rather nice buildings.  We were actually looking for some chest of drawers for our guest bedroom but to no avail.  However I did manage to find a Singer tin, I think it is an old tool box.  It will make a welcome addition to my craft room.

My only other find was The Country Diary Book of Crafts, which is an absolute delight.  I have had this book before but it was in very poor condition so it was a dream to find it in perfect condition for just 50p.  A real treasure.

The water colours depicting each month are a sheer delight, along side patterns of crafts such as knitting, crochet, patchwork and quilting, dried flowers, lampshades, tatting, embroidery, tapestry, applique, dressmaking, rug making and toys.  The pictures shown are from the month of May and are exquisite.   The photographs do not do the book justice.

 

All in all, a very nice morning out with the added bonus of spending some lovely time with my dear Mum and a cream scone of course!