This is Margaret Tyler at her home in Wembley, north London. She has a collection of around 10,000 Royal memorabilia items including mugs, teapots, plates and plastic bags. Yes, plastic bags. You can bet she didn’t yell ‘who cares?’ at the tv when she found out about the engagement of Kate and William. Maybe I know someone who did that, maybe I don’t.
Royal fan Margaret’s collection is, according to this article, insured for £40,000 though she doesn’t care how much it’s worth because she ain’t selling. The same feature claims that a pair of Queen Victoria’s knickers – okay, it actually says bloomers – were sold for £4,500 at an auction in 2008. So if you are going to invest in Kate n’ Wills the brand, then bear that in mind. Pants trump mugs.
Madness, yet look where scornful me keeps tax return receipts…
A kitsch hand-me-down coronation tin from Gran. It’s ironic an’ that, you know?
My Friend I loved your post on your oldest bit of furniture the other day, and it set me thinking about mine. Turns out, like those poor people* Alan Clark sneered at for having to buy their own furniture, nothing of mine has been in my possession for more than a few years. So I scrambled around and found the two items I have owned my whole life.
Ahhh. I strongly suspect this book (and another of my first possessions that I still have, a little crocheted scarf) sparked my love of pink and yellow, a combination which seems to run throughout.
And in case you’re wondering, that isn’t a little pot of earwax in the top photo – it’s my Snufflebabe. Like a Vix for babies born in the late 70s. As to why I still have such a thing…? Just take a look at the font. I expect I will be buried with these things one day, like a boy pharaoh. It’s probably weird enough that I was able to lay my hands on them within about 30 seconds.
* Just Googled it. He was talking about Michael Heseltine.
So, just how energetic are you feeling about buying your Christmas presents this year? Because according to my inbox there are many fairs and pop-up shops for you to hoof it to, just so you can tell the recipients of your (mainly craft-based) gifts that you, ‘got it at a place that was only open for four days, didn’t you hear about it?’
In back-to-front order, here are my picks starting with The Temporium on Brompton Road, open 9-19 December.
How about that Studio Toogood camera case handbag, top right?
If you’re in west London you may as well go a bit further north to The Dock Christmas Market outside Tom Dixon’s shop, 16-19 Dec.
While in a few week’s time there is the always good Cockpit Arts open studios at Holborn, 26-28 Nov, and Deptford, 3-5 December. The latter, including ceramicist Jonathan Wade’s work…
Just around the corner from Holborn Cockpit is Made in Clerkenwell, the open studios at Craft Central, 25-28 Nov.
Finally, for those who actually plan a month ahead there’s Cavaliero Finn in South London this weekend, selling works from a surprising number of names given that it’s hosted in a house-cum-gallery. Including Claire Coles, below.
Have you got anything in your house that you’ve carried with you for more years than you’d care to count? I’m not talking heirlooms, more things that for reasons that are hard to explain, you can’t get rid of.
Allow me to introduce you to my stool…
Vintage B&Q if you will, probably circa 1982. It’s even customised. My parents bought it for my desk when I was, oh, very small, and my Dad had to chop the legs down so I could actually get onto it. That stool has made its way around 10 flats in total – three in Edinburgh, two in Glasgow and five in London. It has been used as a paint ladder, side table, kitchen chair and anything else. Sure, it’s not chic, but it’s also never made it to the recycle pile and here’s why.
Yes, the graffiti of my fifteen-year-old self and all my then friends on the underside. Oh the memories.
A weekend of celebrations at My Friend’s House HQ, as yesterday was our 1st birthday. To celebrate My Friend brought fizz and flowers, and I made a cake – to call it ‘rustic’ would be rather generous.
Yes, a whole year ago we posted this, our very first contribution to the blogosphere – a rant about slogan posters. So passionate, so idealistic, so many words. Looks like we thought we were the Times Literary Supplement. Anyway, Happy Birthday My Friend! Loving your work. MF x