Wednesday 31 October 2012

Save-a-Pet charity shop is a treasure chest

Newton Park is now brimming with charity shops.
          One that I frequent is Save-a-Pet in  5th Ave.   I found some dolls that can keep Sarah company in my crazy garden. They also have some super book titles.
        The volunteers are extremely cheerful - anddedicated - and it is an inspiration to meet them there.

    Volunteers Karen and Dot with a stunning velvet dress
   A donation!  A 70's hand-beaded Babs Kruger evening dress 
                         


Thursday 11 October 2012

Bongi's pop-up shop

As my Saturday's are taken up with Spring teas, festivals and lunches, Bongiwe decded to have a "verandah" sale at her house lower down in Edward Street.
   She has created her own "label" Mandulo and asked me to supply some Vintage Verandah stock. Friends were invited through the social media and word traveled fast. Bongi had a great experience and I traded some bags, earrings etc.

     Bongi leaving Vintage Verandah with a suitcase ...
                                     

Friends lending a hand to set up shop:  Sambesiwe and Inga



Tuesday 9 October 2012

Aunt gets birthday treat

My late mother's sister will be 85 in November.
    I invited her for a birthday-present-visit at the Verandah for a week. She is very interested in antiques, nostalgia and style.  She got it in abundance.  Visited all the charity shops and had a field day looking through my "treasures".

Aunt Connie's visit to Pollen in Walmer
                    We even had a senior's lunch at church!  Imagine we being seniors together... she is part of my earliest memories of being!

       Kia took a pic of us before leaving for the church lunch.  I am wearing my German 2-piece bought at Bargain Box last year.
      I did not want her to travel back to the Karoo by train alone. Colluded with my niece to meet us at Middleton for lunch last Sunday. After we said goodbye, I photographed this free-range rooster.  He reminded me of my parents' poultry farm and the cock that had a scrap with my mother one day while she was collecting eggs.
    My mother was a physically strong woman and won the fight.  She cleaned and dressed this prize-winning rooster while my father was out. He was sold to Mr Segal, the Jewish general dealer, before my father returned...   and ten it turned into a stormy day.