Building- my word of the week

We’re back to a three person household again. Both daughters went back to Uni on Sunday. I miss them, especially as they have a tendency to join in whatever I’m up to. The house is definitely quiet when they’re gone. Not that they are noisy, but the house has that empty, hushed feeling a building gets when people suddenly leave.

Weather wise it has been glorious. I’ve kept curtains closed in some of the rooms to keep areas cool for Hero the hound. Although I still catch him sun bathing, but at least he has the choice. He always joins me in the garden when I put out the laundry or potter around. It’s been that kind of weather where I can’t resist taking a brief moment to lay on the ground, looking up at the leaves. The copper beech and willow look particularly good at the moment.

Vintage Bazaar

On Saturday, we headed over to Frome for a vintage bazaar. I’ve wanted to see inside the Cheese and Grain building as it’s the place that some big acts go to just before performing at Glastonbury Festival. Can you imagine? The hall is about the size of a village hall, with a stage. They must magically open it open somehow, as it has a capacity of 800. They’ve had Cold Play and Paul McCartney play there in recent years. It must feel quite intimate when you compare it to the great expanse of the festival fields that follow.

Back to the vintage bazaar. I’d heard that the stall holders make a particular effort to style their stalls, so I was intrigued. It did not disappoint. So much to look at and you never know what you might spot. In the end, I came away with ribbon, a metre of barkcloth and a high thread vintage pillowcase, but I resisted a whole lot more. I spotted a vintage German wooden block building set that I would have loved as a child (and probably now too). I was tempted by the 1940 dresses. The prices were reasonable and items were unique, but, looking around, it made me contemplate that I could make more with pieces I have at home, which I already have emotional attachment to.

 

We did wander around Frome a bit more. Eldest and Mr TTC had not seen the bridge with shops on it, although they’ve driven over it many times. Only one of three in Britain. It’s funny how you can drive somewhere and not notice something particularly unique to an area. I hadn’t realised that the building in the photo above was an almshouse, still used, but the statue always caught my eye as I passed by.

Pensford

During the week, we stopped off in Pensford for a drink. We bumped into our post lady, who couldn’t wait to introduce us to a local she has been telling us about for years. They are another deerhound owner, but unfortunately his dog was at home. Hero contented himself with posing in front of the viaduct, which is an impressive building with 16 arches. Not used now, but what a train journey that would have been going across it.

I’m not so sure Hero was impressed by the bridge or when someone called him Professor Lupin. (I told them not to tell anyone. 😀  )

So that was my week.

Joining in with Anne’s word of the week. Lots of building. We’ve been talking about new building projects, but that one is for the future, so building had to be my word of the week. How was your week?