Sunday morning at the fair

This weekend we went to the Jupiters Casino (a hop and a skip across the Gold Coast highway from our place) to the Rotary Antiques Fair including Gold Coast Cars & Book Fair.

I noticed the car fair portion re-ignited my husband's love of ownership of a vintage cars ... as I believe that he has since been "surfing the net" looking for a prize to perhaps own again...hard to fight off what we really love even by arguing the practical side of the passion! ... one just cannot be practical all the time. He just sold his 2 vintage vehicles with no outward sign of "seller's" remorse, but now ...well, time should tell.

As for me, there was no hiding my joy at the sight of old books, maps, furniture, dishes, keys, pictures...one vendor offered to sell a whole set of "antique" relatives for which I could make up any type of family history that my imagination could wish to invent! I passed, because truth be told, fact is far more amazing than fiction, especially when it comes to relatives!

I did however manage to find a few treasures that I just could not resist:

• 2 sets of antique keys ( a gift from my favorite husband, that he gallantly attempted to barter, however his bartering technique just does not appear to have a positive effect here...it's not the first time! (the radio episode still being tender in our memories!).
• Some lady linen hankies, just because they are nicely embroidered and because nobody carries them anymore. A piece of ancient history! It did remind me that when I was young, I loved watching my dad get ready for work. I recall that the last the would do was to take out a fresh linen handkerchief from his drawer and before putting it in his pocket, he would always put a drop of mom's perfume on it . I remember finding that very romantic at 10 years old and still find it so romantic at over 21!
• An antique hat pin just 'cause it's cool.
• A birthday postcard with an inscription to Pete from his cousin Winnie in the back dated 1923.

And last but certainly not least, a British edition of a Winnie the Pooh book of verses (poems)- not an antique book per say, but a British edition that we could not find in Canada, for our dear little Lily who's first look on the world will be a bedroom decorated in the world of Pooh!

"Sometimes, said Pooh, the smallest things take up the most room in our hearts!".