All Buttoned Up....

What Ho......

Big Nan's Button Tin.

Sorry for the silence in blog land but I have been busy both socially and at home re decorating, knitting and completing lots of alterations and repairs.                                       

It was whilst doing those repairs my thoughts traveled back to the time when as a small child I would spend hours sorting and re sorting the buttons in my big Nan's button tin.
I would tip them out on to the rug in front of the fire and sort them in to colours, size and favourites.

I went hunting for Big Nan's button tin and found it hidden right at the back of the cupboard under the stairs at my mums.

The tin is smaller than my hands remember

but it feels and smells the same.

As a child I remember thinking the two little girls on the front had to be my Big Nan and her sister my Great Auntie Anne.

I now have my own button tin's of my own and love buttons just as much now as I did as a small child.

This Thorne's toffee tin is the 

larger of my collection and 

hold mainly sets of buttons.

                              

 These diamante set buttons are of two different sizes and I have yet to find the right outfit for them, but I will, sooner or later. 
The green set of five on the right top row are destined for a jumper I intend to knit this winter, found  in a local charity shop along with the wool for the jumper.                    

                                                         Some like these are as old,
                                                         if not older than me.

Some I only have two or three off.              

And some I keep in this tiny tin with the word My Desire on the front, spare buttons from an already used set, or single buttons waiting patiently for their turn to be used.

Each button a single piece of a happy moments in my childhood.

Toodle Pip x

                               

3rd Liverpool Tweed Run.....

What Ho...

The weekend before last consisted of a day that I had long been attempting to achieve and finally did by taking part in the 3rd Liverpool Tweed Run.                                   

This Tweed Run like the previous two was organised by the totally chappies chap Hildebrand Staggers.

Hildebrand Staggers and John Griffiths.

Hildebrand wears one of the best facial plumage that I have seen in a 

long time, including a magnificent handle bar moustache.

            

I would love to be able to tell you that It was a stunningly gorgeous day - blazing sunshine and warm temperatures as it had been on the Friday, but instead it was over cast, and drizzling with intermittent rain showers.

Never the less although we were no where near the hundreds that take part in the other bigger Tweed Run we manged double figures, and everyone dressed for the occasion.

Ian Dunning.

 

Ian had the most amazing items of curiosity in his pockets such as

  A Vintage Bicycle 
                                                                                                                               Collapsibl​e Cup.

Tallulah May

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I myself wore a vintage two tone mauve and white cotton summer dress with a pair of my much loved wedge sandals from Rocket Originals, I realised after I had set out that I co ordinated with my Duchess Bicycle.   

                                                          

Matthew Bradman.

      

There was fifteen of us in total and even before we started off there was talk about the next tweed run to be held 

                                                in Manchester in November. 

John, Simon, Amanda ,Alexandra in pith helmet, Ian , Tallulah May, Hildebrand, Matthew, Angie.

Tallulah May and Hildebrand Staggers.

We of course stopped several times for liquid refreshment and found time for a picnic is the local nature reserve, with champagne of course....

I was as you can expect tired and weary when I arrived home and slipped into a hot relaxing bath to ease my aching muscles.

I will however be taking part in another Tweed Run as I had the most Topping day and met some new and interesting friends.

Toodle Pip. x