When we come to furnish our first home, it can often be a case of taking whatever relatives and pals have going for free – things they have cherished and used for years. We don’t often look at them and see the antique potential. I used to scoff at my grandparents’ clumping old brown wood furniture – dreading having to have that in any house of mine. Well of course, when I starting renting flats from landlords, they would fill them with any old stuff and I had to lump it! Now though when I furnish my home, I pick modern, very pale, very streamlined furniture to suit the decor. These lovely danish pieces will be antiques in their own right one day – but in the meantime I revel in the joy of being able to look round heritage properties with their fabulous wealth of antiques and luxury bed linen brands such as Victoria Linen. The real McCoy! Read more at https://www.victorialinen.co.uk/
I do love a good magazine – and the ones about homes, modern, old, established, country piles – you name it, there will be a magazine dedicated to it. The articles about looking for antiques and the care of them when you find them; these are fascinating and give an insight into how much money is needed to get your first piece of furniture worthy of the title ‘antique’. It’s a shame that so much older brown wood furniture has been discarded, burnt on bonfies, remodelled into shed fillers etc. With a little thought, it is possible to decorate a room and furnish it with pieces you like, when they’re nowhere near antique. Sometimes the pretentions of life are not worth chasing, but getting the look you desire is much more achievable if the goal is less crowded. I like smooth danish designs. These pieces from the 1960s are so collectable, they ae the modern day antiques.
One of the very obvious joys of taking early retirement is being able to go for days out in the week – instead of having to take my chance on a weekend. I do love children, even those little darlings that belong to pushy parents – it’s not usually the child’s fault they’re rude and skittish. I digress. On my days out I relish the opportunity to wander around the rooms of old houses, heritage properties and the like. Invariably there will be a cafe or shop of some kind selling wonderful momentos of my day out with them. Not. However, these shops do offer a grand insight in to what the owners of the property like to have around them personally. The painted shabby chic dressers and furnishings are a wonder – many a petty vase or dinner set has been bought from such beautiful surroundngs. Shabby chic still rules my country sortis.
I have beeen helping out at a local country house – not one of the great big gentry filled places that are very much in evidence around my area. Many of he big families were all but destroyed with civil war in-fighting between siblings, fathers, uncles etc. So to find a house that has escaped much of this cruel activity is tremendous. Inside there are just a few rooms, nothing to taxing for the visitor to take in as they make their way around from room to room and side to side. It helps that one particlar forebearer chronicled her family’s connection with the property by way of commissioned portraits of all the men and later, all the ladies. There is also furniture in each room and we are told in ledgers held in the library, that most of this is original, including many shabby chic pieces – now there’s a thing!