Ornamental Odyssey

An exploration into people, the past and their possessions.


Over the last year taxidermy has become somewhat fashionable again. I have (much to my husbands disgust) jumped on board the stuffed animal bandwagon and would like to introduce you to my new friend Herbert ... 

He's gleefully grasping a nut next to a magical mushroom. What more could a dead mouse ask for?! 

Today, on a drive back from York I remembered a little vintage emporium located on Thorp Arch industrial estate.

Amongst the many wonders I spotted this crochet blanket. 

I'm always a fan of a bit of granny chic and couldn't resist this £3 bargain. So cute and cosy :) 
Whilst sorting through an old trunk, I discovered a little purple 3D stamp. I had a little moment of gold rush style excitement. However, a quick google has revealed that my treasure is worth a mere 24 pence. Not even enough for a chocolate bar! 
My husband's best friend found out I was writing a blog and bought me this gift! How sweet! I love a book with tatty edges, I wonder how many people have read it before me?! 

Say hello to my baby Bea, she is the actual baby of my other baby Binky. She loves playing havoc with all of my breakables. She enjoyed having a good sniff at these cute Camden Market finds! Just what every good cat lady needs! 



Enjoying a lovely little afternoon break from lesson planning by looking through some old photos. 


Whilst reading a personal account of the lives of my grandparents. 

I bought these books as gifts for them a few years ago. They have finally completed and passed them back to me.  These books are available on Amazon and are a really lovely idea. It gives your loved ones the opportunity to tell you things about them that you could have never imagined. 

One story from my Nanny's book, tells of how as a child she used to sell firewood with her best friend. But she had to keep it a secret from my Great Grandmother, as the friend was of gypsy origin and my Great Grandmother disapproved! 

I think I might get one for everybody! 


Let me introduce you to a little French acrobat, Monsieur Moustache ... 


My uncle returned from the South of France with him, one summer, when I was a little girl. 

Initially, I found him a little scary and I didn't like him much. But over time I've grown to appreciate his stern expression and whimsical ways. How could you not love a grumpy man jumping about in retro swimwear?!