More vintage hunting..............

Having enough stock to last through the winter I was going to give Sunday's fair a miss, especially since the heat was punishing, however, the lure of possible bargains got the better of me.  I went with a small budget while constantly reminding (or perhaps reassuring) myself I was going just for the fun - purely for a pleasant day out - but how wrong I was (about having fun with a small budget).  So, I ended up having to literally sprint back to the car, using my smart phone to guide me to the nearest cash-point, where upon I dashed back with euros clutched in hand (well, in my wallet but clutched in hand gives my recollection a sense of urgency...) to indulge in some serious buying.

The focus of the above photo is the very cool retro caravan - what a beauty!  But I guess you're also looking at that splendid oil painting?  I was too............

I wanted the light fitting above - it was absolutely splendid!  There were also some wonderful paintings, so it was a shame the stall holder was no where in sight, their stall left totally unattended - very common in these parts!  

A table full of honest-to-God beautiful antiques.  This fair had the best items I've ever seen so it's a place to avoid if you don't want to be tempted to tuck into the old wallet (or purse).

SOLD

Out and about.......

Poppies and corn flowers I spotted on today's journey.

Traveled around 70 miles this weekend looking for new items for my shop, yesterday's pickings being better than today's.  Today's events were truly terrible and I wouldn't have wanted most items offered for sale even if someone had tried to give them to me for free - it really was that terrible!  That's just the way it goes in this way of life though.   

Funnily enough I met an interesting chap while perusing a stall at yesterday's flea market who was overjoyed at the sight of a horrendous piece of 'modern art' (I'm very open-minded with art, so believe me when I confirm, it was terrible!); he stated it was truly one of the worst pieces he'd ever seen and was having a laugh with the French stall holder about it - I asked if  he really liked that sort of thing and he told me he'd given up trying to find any nice things for a reasonable price, so now collects the worst pieces of bad taste he can find for his collection. It's fun when I meet interesting new people. I suppose I really should have taken a photo of the art for my blog but I was to shy to been seen looking at it.

So, to close this post I'll reassure myself that today's journey was not a complete loss, as after all, the weather was perfect and I enjoyed the drive in my little VW Golf while singing along with some retro 80's music.

Introduction

Well, I've finally decided to begin a blog, a diary of my vintage buying escapades here in south west France, and hopefully share the stunning scenery I see, the items I discover, and any other experiences that interest me along the way.

Beginning a 'job' such buying and selling vintage items, like any job, is fun, frustrating, and sometimes depressing, and more often than not provides experiences that embody nearly every aspect of one's life whether it be the physical hunt itself, or the clutter that surrounds any and every flat space of the home; it takes some getting used to, especially for this once minimalist-loving individual.  This being said, I'm grateful for the knowledge gained, the interesting people I meet, and the very cool items I manage get my paws on!

So, not wanting to bore myself or anyone else with my very first post, I give you my succinct introduction to my new blog, a journal if you will, of an expatriate living in France and trying to make ends meet with my micro-business called: La Bonne Vie 72