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Repurposing Things For The Home.

Broken Things Made Good, Rocking Dog

Broken Things Made Good

I’m sure by now you will know Rocking Dog loves old and battered. Always has and always will. I love repurposing things for the home, rather than buying shiny and new. HOWEVER, I do love to add in a few contemporary bits so that the house doesn’t feel like a fusty desiccated museum!

This week I found a new magazine on the shelves “Reclaim”. It purports to be for those readers wanting to create eclectic interiors using salvage finds. Quite lovely, but my heart still lies with “Country Living” and “World of Interiors”. This first issue really made me look at some of my accumulated crud, and just how long I have been living with a vintage interior (believe me it is no new trend, perhaps I was therefore an unknowing trendsetter!)

How I remember struggling onto a train with a heavy wooden cello case from Bath to Chippenham twenty five years ago. I do not play the cello, but it does make a stylish storage container! In the same month I struggled home with some heavy wooden postal sorting shelves on the same rail route. I had such stamina and determination in those days!

Particular loves include my Grandma Nellie’s wash tub which is currently filled with logs, but when Christmas comes along it transiently hosts the tree. Another log supply is currently neatly stacked aboard a wooden sledge. Alas, like me the old sledge is waiting for snow. Coal meanwhile is stored in a rather battered brass preserving pan, such a handy vessel for travelling to and fro from the coal bunker.

A recent purchase from the Saturday antique and flea market in Bath has been a pair of decorative brass deer hooks. I originally bought them as brackets for supporting a wooden curtain pole, but have since decided to go down the Roman blind route. As I handed over my £20 the stallholder said “You know what these are don’t you?” No was my bewildered answer, and he went onto tell me they were old brackets to wall mount a shotgun. I have absolutely no interest in bearing arms, so the brackets will be used to hang frivolous hats and bags! I must remember to buy brass screws to replace the nasty chrome ones.

In the kitchen I love my collection of old earthenware and china jars. These hold my whisks, spoons and assorted kitchen tools. I love the fact that they sport wording of foodstuffs we no longer commonly use. Tapioca, that word simply makes me shudder. A primary school pudding that would make so many children cry (we weren’t allowed out to the playground until our plates were cleared). If of course any of my beloved pots get broken they are simply kept until a mosaic’ing moment comes on. I have so many plans to spend days in the garden this summer doing some mosaic walls- so sun blessed and creatively therapeutic!

I love things with history, a sense of mystery and uniqueness. Who else houses their toothbrushes and paste in a vintage teapot I wonder!

Have a lovely Monday and hope its a great start to a great week.

PS Went to see the film “Room” at The Watershed last night. A brilliant film with an amazing cast, beautiful cinematography, but with the tension of the film leaving your tummy in a tight ball.

New Magazine, Rocking Dog

New Magazine

shoe last display rocking dog

Shoe Last Display

stepladder storage rocking dog

Stepladder Storage

Wash Tub For Logs..., Rocking Dog

Wash Tub For Logs…

....And Spring Bulbs, Rocking Dog

….And Spring Bulbs

Repurposed Coat Hook, Rocking Dog

Repurposed Coat Hook

Spoon Jars, Rocking Dog

Spoon Jars

Alas No Snow!, Rocking Dog

Alas No Snow!

Weight Paperweight, Rocking Dog

Weight Paperweight

I’m Dreaming Of a White Christmas!

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Snowy Real Live Rocking Dog

Yes, Real Live Rocking Dog is dreaming of a white Christmas. However, the lovely Carol Kirkwood doesn’t think it’s going to be, that’s unless you are hiking on some godforsaken Scottish peak. RLR Dog comes over a bit silly when there’s been a snowfall- he doesn’t quite know whether to eat the snow, roll in it or dash around in mad circles!

Two of the photo’s here were taken in the mid sixties when snow somehow seemed deeper, whiter, crisper, gathered in huge drifts and seemingly hung around for the entire winter! My dad Doug, adored the snow, or rather sledging, and would be so excited to bring out the sledge for its first voyage on unchartered freshly fallen snow. Our infamous childhood sledge was constructed by Doug, and consisted of basically a door on huge copper tubing runners, you could seat about four on it. How it didn’t seriously maim anyone heaven’s knows! We sledged on Frenchay Moor a.k.a. The Hilly Fields and we’d keep on going until we could not feel our fingers or toes any more! Heinz Tomato Soup would revive feeling to our extremities and then we’d possibly head out into the garden to build a snowman to get cold all over again!

The Putz House folk have snow already, lucky things. I love the old 60’s kitsch village buildings, but this one is a contemporary version from Rachel Ashwell’s shop in NY. It came back with me a few years ago in my hand luggage.

Well, if snow doesn’t look likely we can  spray snow 1970’s Dickensian style into the corners of the window panes. The thought of washing windows so early in the new year  (in fact anytime!) really does make that idea so completely and utterly unappealing! I really am no domestic goddess.

Have a truly wonderful weekend- it will soon be the time to scrabble around for the last Brussels Sprout on the shelf, perish the thought!

doug clearing snow 1960's, rocking dog

Doug Clearing Snow 1960’s

snowman building 1967 isn, rocking dog

Snowman Building 1967 ish

smug putz house folk, rocking dog

Smug Putz House Folk