Well Lakewood was fun, though there was no sign of Tia and we failed to reach her on her mobile. We actually went with a mission in mind though so we carried on without her and explored the antiques and bric-a-brac together. Saw some very strange items up for sale and came up trumps when we found just what we were looking for.
Since the kitchen cupboards fell down on top of me we’ve had nowhere to put any of our crockery or kitchen pots and pans. The dining room has been in turmoil as everything has been strewn over the table and on top of chairs. Practically every surface is covered in crap at the moment.
So, we went to Lakewood with the intention of finding ourselves a cabinet in which to stow all this stuff, preferably before one of the dogs accidentally flings glasses across the house with his tail and breaks everything (as just happened with Quincy, though thankfully no breakages).
We had practically given up looking and were zigzagging through the final warehouse of vendors when Bill spotted exactly what we’d been searching for. An old piesafe, unpainted, in a wood that will go with the rest of our furniture and with mesh cupboard doors. Sweet.
Bill tried to haggle with the seller, but he wouldn’t budge. After some deliberation and financial fretting we decided to hell with it and bought it anyway. It’s cool.
It’s in need of a little cleaning up and restoration, but that’s okay, Bill is on the front porch hard at work on it as I type. In fact, I need to go and give him a hand.
But first, a photo of our new acquisition in its unloved state: