PINCH PUNCH FIRST OF THE MONTH

PINCH PUNCH 1ST OF THE MONTH..WHITE RABBIT

Who still says 'Pinch punch 1st of the month, white rabbit'??

Oh..well that would probably be me!

Being a bad sleeper I was awake at about 2am, max was stirring in bed, so I had to say it,pinch punch......... - he thinks I'm crazy.

1st December means our first day of Summer

Look at these two photos out the front of my home this morning.

Beautiful Summer blue skies

TIME FOR A CHANGE

I was well and truly ready for a change of look from shabby chic to - mmm.. I don't know what it is ...maybe family history.

So I went from this Shabby Chic look


To this
Everything on the shelves of the hutch has family history attached to it.

Starting at the top we have Max's Nana's clock

There is an inscription on it from 1924 and it was a gift for her upcoming marriage

I love the detail on the side

The leg has pretty detail too

Love this tattered leather binocular case and of course the binoculars.

They belonged to Max's father, Stan who passed away 2 years ago

This oh so tarnished silver dish belonged to my Grandmother.

I must admit I am loving the tarnished silver look.

I think my grandmother used to put butter in it

I love the detail of the goat handle

Next is Max's fathers telescope

Max wants to make a stand for it. It looks beautiful when it is extended.

This is the telescope in it's case. The two caps come off the ends.

This is a trophy max's father won for Rifle Shooting in 1948

Here is some milk glass that I have been givenby my Aunt Nancy who this year was 88

This photo is of my Grandfather's war buddies when they met for a March

He was in the 2nd Division Engineers in the World War 1. I will have to check on that history with my Aunt Nancy. On googling it, it appears to have been formed in 1915.

Here is my grandfather in the middle without a hat.

I was very close to him when I was young, sadly he passed away when I was about 8 due to the effects of Mustard Gas used in the war.

This silver and glass dish always had jam in it at my Grandmothers. Perfect for scones, jam and cream.....yummy

Love the cute little knob on the lid

This beautiful angel belonged to my gorgeous mother who passed away at the age of 66 in 1992. Not a day goes by that I don't think of her and miss her. mum had the angel on the shelves in her lounge room.

This sugar dish was handed down to my mother from my grandmother and now I have it

Love the spoon

Look at the detail

This pretty bell came from my Aunt nancy

Love the sweet crown on top

Next is my Great Grandmothers bible - quite tatty

Just look at the beautiful crumbling spine

Inside it has a newspaper clipping on her passing

These bone handled knives came from my mother in law Dot.

This beautiful statue was a gift to me from Max - she has such a pretty face

This silver bowl came from my Grandmother

The combination of the heart and watch to me means that we need to watch out for our hearts and the heart is a reminder of how fragile our hearts can be.

This watch belonged to Max's grandfather.

Crystal Compote was a gift for our 15th Wedding Anniversary in 1991 (yes I was a child bride!LOL) and of course I had to put some of our beautiful local seaglass in it

Slowly but surely many changes are being made in my life

Hope you enjoyed some of my family history