The travelling salesman ;-)

Yesterday, we were meant to be going to Honiton, on the train, just for a change.
I was going to hunt down the shop where Kirstie A. bought her very 'inexpensive' goodies (!)

However, we didn't get up in time to catch the train (well one of us didn't) and so we ended up in a place which I have not visited for such a long time..... Totnes...LOL.

Dear Mr S had suggested that we go and look for some vintage suitcases to sit on our very small landing.

Fine by me...Totnes would surely have some...!

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Amazingly, it was just our luck to find that there was a 'Vintage Suitcase Fair' in Totnes...can you believe that? How unexpected!

Only kidding! But it seemed like it, as everywhere we turned, we seemed to be bumping into them...all very cheap and all shouting 'Buy me'!!

Picture the scene ... dear Mr S, (who seems to have also adopted the nickname 'Stig' amongst certain bloggers, because of his recent trip to the dump! ) walking around Totnes, carrying firstly two, then three, then four suitcases.

He looked like one of those travelling salesmen/ Betterware/Kleeneze men/etc , from days gone by...about to open his cases to show you his wares (!)

How we laughed about it, firstly in 'This 'N That' with Lesley, where we relieved her of two of the suitcases...and then I giggled again as I walked ten paces behind Dear Mr S, (because he looked a bit of a plonker)... but he didn't care at all!

And anyway, it WAS Totnes, so, in all honesty, I suppose that he didn't really look out of place !

And there I was trotting down the hill behind him, happily carrying my old wicker basket, which I'd also bought from Lesley.

I've been looking for a basket for ages but I am quite particular..not too big, not too small, not too deep, not too shallow...I was thrilled to find this one ; it was 'just right'..I sound a bit like Goldilocks, don't I?

In the basket, as you can spy, was the book 'Moonfleet' which I've also been meaning to read again. It's years since I read it and so in the basket it stayed. There's also..a gorgeous vintage 50s tablecloth... from Amanda...as obviously I paid her a visit too.

If I don't come home with something from Amanda's stall I feel cheated, I get sad, unbearable to live with and I suffer withdrawal symptoms ;-) ;-)

There, hanging up and crying out to be bought, was a lovely vintage 50s tablecloth. Lovely bright colours. Just up my street.

I also came home with two vintage guide books ... a 'snip' and I am a lover of these sort of books....I do like to journey into the past, frequently.

A Crown Devon cup and saucer, bought with 'Miguel ' in mind (our pet pheasant who gave us so much pleasure during the last 18 months but appears to have disappeared to pastures new) also flew from one of Lesley's shelves into the basket.

And when I got to the bottom of the town, to The Plains, I saw this lovely pack of garden ephemera replicas in a little shop.

And so, all in all, I was pretty pleased that we missed the train to Honiton. But of course we will be going there very soon.

Plus... I do have the added advantage of knowing that when I take a holiday, I'll have plenty of suitcases to hand!

;-)