The house is grumpy in the quiet hours of the morning. creaking and groaning in to life, and for a while apparently determined to make her reluctance to start the day known to those still sleeping. The gutter dripping outside the living room window, the boiler spluttering in the loft, the old boards of the…
(This is a vintage BrocanteHome post, refreshed and revived for seasonal inspiration). Now that the clocks have gone back I am ready to truly embrace the season ahead. To recognise that in just a few short weeks Winter will arrive and so I need to turn my head towards enjoying a few tranquil, purposeful days…
Though I’m pretty sure you don’t darken BrocanteHome’s door in search of horror film recommendations, today, in honour of Halloween, I am giving you just that, because though I am secretly something of a horror aficionado, it’s not often I happen across something that is both interesting, ethereal and oh so scrumptiously stylised it is…
The lane is shut while men in yellow jackets do things at the end of it. And oh what bliss it is to have it to ourselves without the thundering lorries or, as one neighbour described it, the “whump” of tractors going about their clattery business at five in the morning. And yet, because I…
First appearing in my 2019 Playbook, this little list of to-do’s is just right for adding a little joy to everything from candlelit breakfasts to leaf-hopping and stolen afternoons watching old movies… 1 Settle in for a cosy evening in watching The Ghost and Mrs. Muir on YouTube 2 Follow Vintage_Dahling on Instagram and fall…
It struck me today as I jiggled endless pots of tea for plumbers fixing leaks here, there and everywhere, and tried to bring a little order to the chaos reigning all around me, that while I’m awfully good at creating lovely little somethings I am also tragically terrible at telling you about them and so…
Recently, I keep finding myself walking the dreadfully unpredictable halls of Reddit in search of who knows what? Stimulation? Entertainment? Laughs? Horror? Disgust? Fright? Food for thought? Outrage? Heaven knows. I read conspiracy theories and horror stories. I gawp at the people of Walmart and laugh at the ludicrous antics of those who aren’t the…
Arggghhh rats! Blooming rats. A plague of them. Well at least two. Apparently disgruntled by the harvest in the field behind the house, or perhaps the building work on the barn before it. And clearly too rude to consult me and discuss their very unwelcome existence in my garden so we could arrange mutually satisfactory…
Heavens these months come round quick don’t they? After a Summer haitus we finally got together to discuss September’s bookclub choice, The Lost Apothecary by Sarah Penner last night, and though it was a quiet night for the bookclub with only a few of us attending, it was a lively discussion about a book we…
I shouldn’t be allowed on the internet. Sometimes I have to bite my tongue and sit on my hands and generally give myself a good talking to so I don’t turn into one of those snarky types who leaves sarcastic messages at the bottom of posts and memes that have made us want to punch…