My blog lies unattended, my RSS feed is bulging at the seams, I’ve been absent without leave yet again. And it going to get worse before it gets better.
Last summer I decreed I was going to have a clear out, the boxes of ‘stuff’ that had come out of the loft the previous year when we had the house reroofed, and that were now languishing in the barn, were going to be sorted once and for all. Some of the ‘stuff’ might once have been described as bric- a- brac , some of it I knew had a value but I didn’t know how to go about selling it; but now thanks to the world of eBay it is ‘stuff’ that can be found a new home.
Previously the Uphilldowndales have been shoppers on eBay, not sellers, I can tell you it has been a bit of an adventure and it has taken me six months to actually settle down and ‘just do it’. It has undoubtedly taken up swaths of time, energy and parcel tape*( the village post office is my new best friend). But what has been an unexpected bonus is some of the nice people that I’ve ‘met’ , not unlike the people I’ve met here in the world of blogs actually. I’ve particularly enjoyed hearing why people collect certain things and what make an item a ‘good ‘un’ **
I’ve sold things that I whilst I appreciate the craftsmanship of, I don’t necessarily want to share my life with. It has been rather cathartic, letting go, sending them off to new loving homes. OK, it has been fun too.
It has made me think what is not for sale too, what is precious to me, for all sorts of reasons. For starters there are my vintage Christmas tree lights which I now know would sell for a pretty penny) and then there is what my mum tells me is a ‘bread mug’; a large earthenware bowl, crudely made, a tad on the wobbly side but I’m simply fond of it.
What I love is the hand print in the glaze, made by the person that crafted such a utility item.
Today it has various uses, none involving bread: sometimes it is full of house plants others it might be home to my most recent collection of fir cones and beach finds, sometimes it hosts only a spider.
One of the objectives in this mammoth clear out was to fund a new carpet for the lounge. I’ve achieved my goal, and now I have to put some elbow grease where my money and my mouth is. There is an awful lot of work to be done before the carpet fitter can arrive.
Spud the dog will be along later to hold the blog fort, whilst we replace skirting boards, plaster walls and sweep chimneys. Spud may well have a paint brush tied to his tale.
*don’t buy Tesco parcel tape it smells of vomit.
** Mr Uphilldowndale say’s I should post a link to our eBay account then you could leave your comments whilst you did a little shopping