Of course you do! So, while Grandpappy was away in Western Australia, I had a good poke about his house and I've taken a few pics just for you. I know, I know, I'm just too good to you.
I hate to shatter your illusions of me but I'm a bit of a domestic slattern. However, even I would be keen to do a bit of dusting if I had these rather glamorous looking ostrich feather dusters:
I could even get into a bit of rug beating if I had this pair of rug beaters which the Grandpapster has displayed on his wall:
I like this rather large copper receptacle which is also displayed on the wall:
I love this thingymajig don't you?
This my favourite drawer in the house:
My favourite tin:
Egads! A yummy suitcase:
And inside - Mr J and P's toys when he was a little boy:
Another yummy suitcase in pink:
The only surviving piece of vintage wallpaper in the house (in the cupboard under the stairs). When I first started going up to the house in the Lake District, there was rather a lot of gorgeous 70s wallpaper in evidence. Sadly, this is no longer the case.
Grandpappy's mother (so that's Mr J and P's grandmother), Gladys, was a keen painter of flowers. She started painting in her 60s!
Not only was she a talent painter but get a load of her amazing quilted stuff:
Bedspreads made from very small hexies. Lordy, must have taken her absolutely ages to do:
More teeny tiny hexies:
Oh and look what Mr J and P's brother made:
Yes, that's a pic of the old ginger wino himself, Mr J and P. How sweet.
Have a great weekend. I'm off, any minute now, on a 50th birthday (not mine) weekend away with 17 other females. God help me.
Cheers m'dears. xx