Earlier this summer I was hankering after a bit of vintage. I hadn’t been to any fairs in a while and despite trying to search out vintage opportunities in France and Italy, I didn’t find any gems. It was time to hit the Boot Fairs. First thing one sunny morning I trooped off to Tetsworth, very close to the The Swan and not far from Lasscos Three Pigeons, it made a perfect triumvirate for a Sunday.
Unbelievably it was the first time I’d been to a boot fair and I was pleasantly surprised by this one, a mix of rickety tables and rugs on the ground. The merchandise was still being lovingly displayed when I arrived. The endless unwrapping of vintage tea cups took one lady the best part of an hour and the fantastic display of fresh veg, each in its portioned plastic bowl was still going on as I moved on down the line.
The fabulous summer plants, tossing their heads in the breeze, were being sold for a song, a box each of Cosmos, Phlox and Geraniums made a wonderful splash when I got home.
I was equally tempted by the bright, battered cars, they’d have made a great 3D picture. When I got to the vintage games I was actually more taken with the Noddy tablecloths, unfortunately not for sale, than the games themselves, although I do love the faded colours and retro graphics.
After passing the Cornishware for the third time and lingering longer with each pass. There was nothing for it but to haggle for large blue and white jug, so like the one that dished the breakfast milk all those years ago at my Granny’s.
Not tempted by the car parts or the piles of random flex, I’ve plenty of that at home. I lingered by the wooden crates, so useful for photography, but one is all you need.
I headed back to the car. This had been an eye opener and well worth another trip, but for now, I was off to The Swan for Brunch.
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