Showing posts with label verandah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label verandah. Show all posts

Wednesday, 9 March 2016

Trading on the Verandah


You've surely been to an auction, a garage sale, rummaged through charity shops and second-hand stores.
But have you ever bought an item on a verandah and walked away satisfied? Bongiwe (top) did just that when I launched Vintage Verandah on the last Saturday of May. "I bought this dress on a stoep," she told her friends who complimented her at church the next day.
       
 Leora Jones came from Grahamstown and left a satisfied customer. Being a verandah trader takes a lot of planning, One thing I have to improve on for the next event is my money box. Skapie, my purse, makes a statement (telling about my Karoo heritage), but his head is not the place to take change from successfully.
 Sanita (customer with hat) and friend enjoyed the vibe ...
 It was a brilliant sunny, windless morning and the merchandise spilled over onto the front garden.
Built in 1907, this house have seen many changes in ownership and function. It served as a creche and an old-age home before we came to stay 30 years ago. I  think it likes being a "shop"...

Sunday, 5 June 2011

Trading on the Verandah


The last Saturday in May, Vintage Verandah was "launched"... 
     I invited a few of my green friends and those passionate about vintage, retro and recycling, to peruse my "overflow". Kia helped me to set up and at 11h00 sharp Bongiwe arrived. She left very satisfied with two dresses - one green with black flowers and the other a red print - from two decades ago.
     Ten years ago we met in a completely different situation. She was my student at the former PE Technikon.


Rhodes student, Leora Jones, came from Grahamstown. She too, was a satisfied customer and I was delighted to meet her. Tom Smailes, Leora's late grandfather, was one of my Eng Lit lecturers at UPE in the Seventies. He taught me "to think in ink". 

I enjoyed the "dressing up" part of Vintage Verandah, although next time (? to be announced), I will have to
have a decent money box. Skapie, my little purse, is not the ideal place to search for change in a hurry!
    But then, who wants to hurry if you meet such exceptional people on your stoep?