Not only do I have a reputation as a hoarder, but after my chair transformation post many now picture me on weekends scouring the streets for furniture people have discarded.
And you are forgiven for harbouring those thoughts as I introduce yet another item I found on the footpath about a month ago…. a gorgeous wooden desk.
This item actually found me. Our neighbours (across the road neighbours, not next door) had placed it on the footpath for anyone who was game – did they know Bernice lived across the road from them? I awkwardly to its new home on my own, down the hall to the back garden. As you can see in the before photo (above) the previous owners had made an attempt at stripping one drawer, and sanding back some of the paint, but must have proved too labour intensive. So it was left on the footpath for another over-enthusiastic restorer to take on.
My husband and I were driving home after a lazy Sunday breakfast when he was hit with ‘Stop, reverse the car’.
I had spotted 2 potential outdoor chairs (which we needed to complete our new deck). These chairs were sitting on the footpath (hard rubbish for anyone who is game), about 30m down a side street we were driving past at 60km an hour…. I have a finely tuned sense of judgement when it comes to assessing junk placed on the footpath. I can usually determined at any speed if it is worth stopping and going back… and these were worth going back for!
They were not in very good condition, weather damaged, stain/varnish wearing off, screws falling out – but the potential was there, I could see it (lucky for me, so could my husband… because I was about to ask him to open the boot of his car so we could squeeze them in the back to take home).
We went for years without a ladder in our house when we were renting. For some reason when we bought our own house we got the sudden urge to start collecting our own hardware items. We had talked about buying a ladder for sometime, and knew it wouldn’t be long before we owned our own (a real sign of growing up!).
Lucky for us my father-in-law answered our prayers when he called to say he knew someone throwing out a ladder he could salvage for us. It was old, but he said it would do the trick.
Can you imagine my delight when this old, wooden, mint-condition, ladder turned up at our door. I certainly wasn’t getting excited about changing light bulbs, or dusting cornices….. I was salivating because I could use this gorgeous old ladder as a bookshelf (naturally!) – not even close to the plans my husband had for it.
have always loved the way things were organised and stored in the ‘olden days’. When you browse through an antique store there are so many storage apparatus with multiple compartments, thin draws, small pigeon holes, sections, levels….
If you ask the store owner what they were used for, you will get a myriad of interesting responses… ‘storing letters for the printing press’, ‘keeping buttons’, ‘architectural drawings’, ‘filing’.. to think we now store most of these things on a server!
I had been looking around for one of these wooden pigeon holey things for a while – there are several floating around in antique shops..