What a strange and emotional week I’ve had. We have been watching the 1970s series Upstairs Downstairs recently, one episode a night and on Wednesday evening we watched the final episode. I cried like a baby, first when my husband announced we were about to watch the last episode and again in response to various events on screen as it drew to a close. I cried again the night after when we sat down for the evening and it felt like there was a huge chasm left where life at 165 Eton Place used to be. Is it normal to feel like this after watching a TV series? I’ve watched my fair share of period drama but nothing has ever touched me the way this has. I felt as if I knew the characters personally and some of them I grew extremely fond of. I will miss Mrs Bridges and Mr Hudson the most I think. Proxy parents to the rest of the servants, they held everything steady and kept everything proper while maintaining an air of kindness and warmth, well most of the time anyway, perhaps it’s best not to think too much about how Mrs Bridges treated poor Ruby the kitchen maid!
I find myself totally immersed in that period of history, frustrated that our 1910 house bears little resemblance to it’s former self no thanks to it’s various owners over the past century. I would love to put it all back the way it was but we’re unlikely to ever have the sort of funds needed to take on such a task, so I shall have to find my Edwardian fix by watching Upstairs Downstairs on a loop and visiting Beamish.
In other news this week, I have been in receipt of some lovely ‘new to me’ things! Right at the beginning of the week I took delivery of this charming vintage french miniature chest of drawers from RubyTuesdaysLoft on Etsy. When I purchased them I wasn’t completely sure of where I was going to put them or what I was going to use them for but obviously they had to go on my desk somewhere and it soon became clear what they should be used for, a new home for my embroidery threads!
The postman also brought me a couple of Laura Ashley dresses from the 80s, a pair of worn old curtains made from Laura Ashley Nutmeg for my fabric stash, a vintage skirt that is likely to end up in the shop because it’s too small for me, and some old wooden coathangers just because. I feel like I’ve had a mini Christmas everyday this week, especially with all that red and green!
I’ve also managed to squeeze in a bit of stitching and found time to get some of these little hearts finished, framed and up for sale in the shop.
The new shop seems to be going well. Last week I finally closed my old one and began listing the cards in the new one. I studied the traffic statistics for my old shop and realised the majority of customers were from internal Etsy searches which means I am confident the same level of sales will continue. I’m sad that I have to say goodbye to all the lovely feedback past customers have left me but honestly it’s a small price to pay if it means a certain person can no longer attempt to contact me. There are some things that are better left in the past.