To take our minds off certain house buying things, we went salvage browsing.
The first place boasted the 'largest stock of furniture' in the Universe - or claims to that effect and yet oddly, we could not find anything we particularly liked (or could afford!) in the vast storerooms.
Apart from this lovely (new) four poster bed, which would swamp an average sized bedroom.
Our next stop, Beeston Reclamation Yard was more like it. Must have chimney pots in a garden one day.
And maybe an Edwardian fireplace - for inside, of course. but which one to choose?
This one was sweet -
Under the cobwebs, poppies and swallows;
...and this one...
But I think we both liked this the best, with bucolic country views painted onto the tiles. It would go beautifully in a little Edwardian cottage bedroom...
We day-dreamed of re-tiling a kitchen wall with a glorious melange of antique panels.
These kinds of colours, we thought.
Exploring enticing storage crates rammed with furniture -
- if I could have had one thing and money to burn, it would have been this clock, though hard to tell if it just needs winding or simply won't go any more...
Finding exactly the right sized radiator I'd thought would be perfect for underneath a window. If one had a window of one's own , that is.
Then I spotted this giant old water trough and started wondering how it could be turned into an outdoor hot tub. At which point I realised it had all gone to my head and it was time to trundle home for a cup of tea. And to tackle the behemoth deadlines, two of 'em, that are still looming over my head.