The 1939 house, more photo's

Oh Lordy, more photo's of the 1939 house, keep plodding on, here's another batch. I had to flit from room to room as there was a bit of congestion with so many people visiting. It was getting a bit of a squash to get the photo's so some of them are not in any particular order. This looks like the sideboard in the front parlour.

The dressing table in the master bedroom.

The fireplace in the master bedroom. Fancy having a bucket of coal next to your bed.

Two more of the dresser. Click on the photo's to enlarge.

Next is the spare room. Excuse the quality of the photo's it was difficult with the sun streaming in through the windows.

The guest bed. Joanna offers an overnight stay if you wish to have a full 1939 experience.  

The dressing gown felt like it was made out of horsehair, very heavy and rough to the touch. I remember those.

Pee pot if you need it in the night, ha ha.

A bedside table. Don't forget to blow the candle out before you fall asleep.

Hang your outdoor coats here, at the bottom of the stairs in between the two rooms.

Another taste of 1939. Thank you for reading so far, more to come. It's sunny and I must go outside and do things. Toodle pip, catch you tomorrow with more pics.

The 1939 house - with photo's

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I've had a spivving afternoon, I took a trip back in time to 1939. Joanna lives in a small terraced house here in my village, and today she had an open day. I first met her a few months ago on the bus coming back from town, and immediately fell in love with her style. Her clothes were from the thirties, and her makeup and hair was in keeping with the whole thirties look. Yesterday I saw her again and she told me about the open day. I have taken lots of photo's but it will take me a while to sort them out. In the meantime, you may like to look at this web page which will give you a taste of 1939. I will add my photo's to this post when they are ready, possibly tonight.

Joanna's 1939 house is here.

Catch you later.

I am ready, well half ready, I will split the photo's into two or three posts, there are so many of them. I just couldn't stop clicking. There are also photo's of the Heritage Group Fun Day as well, down at the bottom pub. I will save them for later. So, this is Joanna's 1939 house. She has been mad about the thirties/forties for a long time and has been collecting memorabilia from that era, buying things from car boot sales, charity shops, and Hemswell Antiques Centre, which is a few miles south of here. Forties music was blasting out into the street when I arrived.  

Entry was down the side passage, first off was the outside lavvy, ha ha, brings back memories of sitting out in the freezing cold with my knickers round my ankles. We had an outside lavvy in 1966.

Next to it is the coal hole. Also housing the garden tools.

Plenty of firewood stacked up next to the old metal dustbin. Remember those dustbins? The bin man used to grab the handle and hoist it on his back before depositing the rubbish into the lorry. No health and safety then.

These two ladies turned up, don't they look lovely.

There is a small back kitchen with a single cold tap over the sink.

The wooden clothes horse, ah yes, we had one of those when I was a nipper.

The dolly tub and washboard, no modern appliances here. This is how Joanna does her washing.

The mangle and wooden ironing board.

My mum was always mincing food. This is a beauty. The bread bin is under the table.

The fire in the range was roaring, it was sweltering in there. All the water is heated on here, for cooking, washing, and bathing.

My grandma had one of these clothes dryers. There was always something on it.

It was like being in a museum, a fascinating array of  bits and bobs from many years ago.

The glass fronted cabinet with the best glass and china on display.

More friends came to help Joanna show the visitors round the house.

I'm going to stop there, I will post more photo's tomorrow.

The 1939 house

A bit of a cock up. I was going to add my photo's to this post, but forgot, and started a new post. I will leave this here, as people have commented on it.

I've had a spivving afternoon, I took a trip back in time to 1939. Joanna lives in a small terraced house here in my village, and today she had an open day. I first met her a few months ago on the bus coming back from town, and immediately fell in love with her style. Her clothes were from the thirties, and her makeup and hair was in keeping with the whole thirties look. Yesterday I saw her again and she told me about the open day. I have taken lots of photo's but it will take me a while to sort them out. In the meantime, you may like to look at this web page which will give you a taste of 1939. I will add my photo's to this post when they are ready, possibly tonight.

Joanna's 1939 house is here.

Catch you later.

An English village fete.

The weather was kind to us today . Most of the other stallholders had put their gazebo's up in case it rained, we took a chance and didn't bother. It threatened rain a couple of times when the clouds came, and it went a bit chilly, but luck was on our side, and the clouds passed over. We get our pitch free of charge because we are a local charity, which helps with the fundraising. I have all the tables and covers, left over from when I did events with my Mr Puss business. I only live a short distance away, so I am able to put them on a trolley and wheel them to the site. Three bits of wood and a couple of heavy duty clips, and we have a bar to hang our posters on.  

Here are some random pictures of a typical English village fete.

A lot of the stalls are fundraising for their own local charities.

The tea tent is doing very well.

There are lots of raffles and tombola's, and games to win prizes.

We have the WI cake stall here. Very popular. It wouldn't be the same without this.

Fundraising for the hospice. The supporters group in the village is very active.

Another pic of Janet and Sue, oh, and that's Linda and Bert on the right there.

It was a lovely day, we did very well on the stall, and it was a great way to meet all our friends. There is a good community spirit in our village, I like living here.

Tomorrow I hope to bring you a treat. I have met an interesting lady who lives in an interesting house, and tomorrow she is going to show me around it. Watch this space, you will like.
Toodle pip