It’s only a Vintage Bathroom but I like it…

I feel I should warn you that I’m about to become a bore. I’m about to bore you with all the details of my bathroom revamp. For weeks. Possibly longer. I’ll talk tiles, I’ll talk toilets and I’ll talk toilet roll holders. Think you can cope? Read on…


Following some revelations about the state of the plumbing in our charming period house (built in 1930), the Dr and I have decided to have some work done to our bathroom. The state of the plumbing, plus that fact that I hate just about everything about our main bathroom has meant I’m pretty happy about this decision.


I’ve never had the chance to model a bathroom from scratch and the prospect of making all the decisions about it is quite exciting. Of course, I’m a fan of vintage looking bathrooms and have one or two tricks up my sleeve which our builder, Jon, has taken in his stride.


So farewell wobbly toilet, goodbye mouldy grout, so long peach tiles (seriously, peach? It’s not 1987!), bye bye futuristic taps and ta-ta mint green paint. I just hope I can do a better job…


It is with a desire for crisp white walls I say:

Its only vintage but I like it!

It’s only a pair of Ice Skates but I like it…


The Dr (my husband) very kindly agreed to take me to a car boot sale on Sunday. This is a rare occurrence and he usually accepts repayment by means of a home cooked Full English.


Anyway, the boot sale was pretty busy this cold, clear morning. I’m quite picky, and I try to only buy the bits I really feel I can’t live without and this time my main purchase was these ice skates.


The guy I bought them off had lots of vintage stuff on his stall and when I picked them up he started telling me how the blades were new. I said I wasn’t going to wear them, I was going to use them as a decoration. He went on to say there was a sad story attached to them but I managed to dodge the sad story – I wasn’t sure I wanted them tainted, but I’m now intrigued! I’m imagining a Bunty-esque story about a brilliant ice skater, involved in a tragic accident who becomes a tough, uncompromising coach.


For the princely sum of £2 I was very happy with my purchase. I thought they’d look nice displayed somewhere at Christmas.


Pinterest has lots of ideas and I’m now very excited about my Christmas decs! I’ll be on maternity leave from the middle of November, with lots of time (hopefully) to plan what I’m putting up.

It is with a festive plan I say:

It’s only vintage but I like it!

It’s only Eve’s Pudding but I like it…

I don’t have any fruit trees in my garden, which is something I plan to remedy in the new year, until then I rely on the kindness of others for my Autumn fruit. I’ve been lucky enough this year to be given some by a student at school and by a work colleague. My challenge now is using them up!

As much as I love crumble, I like to vary my apple recipes. This is one I found on BBCGoodFood and one I have tried to make previously without success!

Eve’s Pudding is an apple based dish with a sponge topping, named after the Biblical Eve who tempted Adam with an apple! The first time I made it (years ago) my batter was quite thin, it just spread out and seeped into the apples. Not so with this recipe! I like the fact it’s made with soft brown sugar – it adds some depth and richness. It smelled fab as it came out of the oven and the apples hadn’t gone completely mushy which I quite liked! It made a nice big dish of pudding which we shared with my sister and there’s still some left for tomorrow. Or at least it’s in the fridge calling to me… It might still be there tomorrow!


It is with some temptation I say:

It’s only Vintage but I like it!

It’s only a Crumble but I like it…

My sister doesn’t like crumble. She refers to it alternately as ‘poor man’s pie’ or ‘sugary grit’. I for one think she’s missing a trick. I also think she doesn’t do a lot of baking – how can you not love a desert that takes minutes to prepare? No making of pastry, then letting it cool, then rolling it out, trimming it and hoping it’ll bake through when it makes it to the oven. Crumble is fail safe, quick and I always forget how tasty it is.

I’m lucky to have been offered cooking apples from one of my pupil’s gardens for the second year in a row. We enjoyed our first apple crumble of the season this weekend and we’ll polish off a few more before we head into the festive period I’m sure.

If you’ve never made a crumble then shame on you. Here are the ingredients and the method courtesy of Be-Ro – have a go. I guarantee ‘sugary grit’ will be the last words on your lips…


50 g (2 oz) margarine
100 g (4 oz) Be-Ro Self Raising Flour
50 g (2 oz) sugar


1. Heat oven to 190ºC, 375ºF, Gas Mark 5.
2 Place sweetened fresh fruit or canned fruit in ovenproof dish.
3 Rub fat into flour until it resembles breadcrumbs.
4. Add sugar, mix thoroughly and spread evenly over the fruit. Bake for about 30 minutes until fruit is cooked and top is golden.


It is with Autumn deja vu I say:

It’s only vintage but I like it!

It’s only Homemaker but I like it…

Near the end of August we spent a few days in London and I finally got round to visiting my brother and SiL-to-be in their lovely flat in Harrow. This was a delight for lots of reasons but I’m blogging about it today because of a vintage find my brother made himself. He literally found some china discarded on a street – most of it broken – and picked up a couple of teacups and this jug.


The minute I saw it I knew the design – Homemaker. I’m sure I saw a few pieces show up on an Antiques Roadshow once. A quick glance at the maker stamp confirmed my suspicions!


It shows some lovely key mid century pieces of furniture and homeware.


It was designed by Enid Seeney for Ridgway Potteries in Stoke on Trent in 1957. The design was printed using a new technique where gelatine pads were used to apply the print to the ceramic. It was mass produced and a budget range, sold by Woolworth’s. Many newly married couples in the late 50s and throughout the 60s would have added a set to their new homes.


Nowadays prices start at about £10 for a plate and go as high as £500 if you can find a complete teaset.


I don’t know about you, but I think my bruv made a pretty good find there – I’ve yet to spot a piece, and I visit charity shops most weeks.

It is with a jealous sideways glance I say:

It’s only vintage but I like it!

It’s only a Fruit Cake but I like it…

This isn’t a #neverbakeditbefore challenge because it’s something I’ve baked many times, just not for many years.

I asked my Mum to send me the recipe for boiled fruit cake from her Be-Ro book. I have a Be-Ro book but the recipes change over the years and this one has been omitted for some reason.


If if you can’t quite make that out here it is:

12oz dried fruit

4oz butter or margarine

4oz sugar

1/4 pint of water

8 oz self raising flour

1 egg


From then on its pretty easy, just boil up everything apart from the egg and flour for about 20 minutes.


You end up with a nice glossy looking, rich buttery pan of dried fruit. You can use any dried fruit you want, and throw in a handful of nuts too if you like. I also add a teaspoon of mixed spice. It’s a nice recipe to tailor to suit your tastes. Let it cool, mix in the egg and flour and then pop into a 6 or 7 inch round tin.

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My oven is a little on the fierce side, plus I put it in the round tin the recipe recommends, whereas Mum always did it in a loaf tin and it was a little more moist that way I think. Either way, I made a batch of scones and it all combined to make a very nice Sunday tea with a round of egg sandwiches. Low on effort but high on taste!

It is with the sound of bubbling fruit still in my ears I say:

It’s only vintage but I like it!

It’s only a Biscuit Tin but I like it…

As you know I’m a biscuit fan. These Mcvities biscuit tins take me right back to my childhood as I’m sure we owned a couple of them. My Mum could never resist saving the coupons and sending for various merchandise and kitchenalia over the years.


Couldn’t believe my eyes when I walked into a charity shop recently and found not only my Catherineholm pan but sitting almost directly next to it, these three beauties.


The charity shop is a fickle mistress and she has given me the cold shoulder most of this spring, but I was in luck the day I found these. Now I just need to find the Digestives tin…


It is with a new mission I say:

It’s only vintage but I like it!

It’s only a Piano but I like it…

It was a momentous day when I finally took delivery of my piano!


Admittedly, it was pretty scary to see it being expertly manoeuvred into my home by two amazing professional piano movers! They knew exactly what they were doing, and carefully cajoled it through the door and from my tiny hallway into my downstairs dining room. image

This piano is most definitely vintage. The piano tuner who attended to its insides recently showed me the maker’s number inside and said that German piano makers (Bluthner in this case) were very particular about cataloging their pianos. When I googled the number I discovered it was made somewhere around 1863. My Dad bought it in the late 1970s and it was the piano we learned to play on when we were children.


Considering it’s been around so very long, it has a few war wounds – we took it apart to clean it once when I was a teenager and found – among other things – a piece of cheese, some pins and lots of glitter. Young children love to ‘post’ things between piano keys!

It’s something I was looking forward to being reunited with and I’m lucky to have it. It has a lot of special memories, and I’m a bit rusty but I’m enjoying playing it again! My next job is searching out some music to play on it…

It is with a desire for some new sheet music I say:

It’s only vintage but I like it!

It’s only Catherineholm but I like it…

I thought I knew lots about designers and manufacturers from the past. I like to think I know my Meakin from my Midwinter, my Cornish Blue from my Willow Pattern but following lots of other vintage has introduced me to a few names I wasn’t familiar with.

imageThe current penchant for Mid Century Scandinavian designs has thrown up the name of Catherine Holm.


Now it turns out – and I hope I’m not the only person to make this mistake – that Catherineholm is actually the name of the factory in Norway, not the name of the designer.  The lady responsible for the enamelware designs is Grete Prytz Kittelsen and apparently the lotus leaf motif was added by another designer, Arne Clausen, and Grete never much cared for it, preferring the plain colours and smooth lines of her pieces to speak for themselves.


Ironic that it’s gone on to be so iconic. It was very popular in America and across Scandinavia in the 50s, 60s and 70s and it crops up regularly on my Instagram feed. I loved the design but had never seen a piece in real life.

Grete Prytz Kittelsen

Until, that is, I made a quick dash into a charity shop in Salisbury when the Dr (my husband) and I were on a little day trip. He is very tolerant of my need to nip into every chazza we wander past, and I do try to be quick, but inevitably he spends much of his life standing outside The British Heart Foundation (in this case) playing Candy Crush on his phone.

I hit the mother lode when I spied this beauty for just £3.99! Have literally never seen another piece of this enamelware and maybe I never will. But for now Grete, I like the lotus leaf design, I’m keeping it. So long and thanks for all the bowls.


It is wth a protective stance I say:

It’s only vintage but I like it!

It’s only a Record Player but I like it…

There were many things I was looking forward to having when we moved into our new home just over a year ago. Top of the list was being reunited with my piano and getting a record player!

I grew up in a house with a record player. My Dad was a vinyl enthusiast and he loved valve hifi equipment too. The living housed his record player, large speakers and various other bits of kit. I still remember flicking through boxes of records, their dusty smell and the fact that long before I could read, I could recognise my favourite tracks by the colour and design of their sleeves!


When choosing my own record player, what I really had my eye on was one of these gorgeous 1960s Dansette models. The kitsch value is unbelievable isn’t it? And the styling and colours are just so great. There is someone in my vicinity that refurbishes them. He really does give them a very thorough overhaul, fixing the innards, replacing broken components and replacing cosmetic details too if necessary. I watched his hard work come up for sale on eBay and then watched the bidding soar into the many hundreds each time. Sadly, it was just not an amount of money I could justify spending.


I happened to mention that I wanted a record player when we were staying with my husbands family last Christmas and his mum mentioned she had a record player that had been in a cupboard for the last 20 years! She was on the point of taking it to the charity shop and offered it to me instead. I of course accepted much to the dismay of the Dr (my husband) and it was bundled into the boot of our car to the make the journey home with us.


Surprisingly, when we got it home and connected the amp, speakers and record player – it worked! The effects of 20 years in a cupboard hadn’t been too detrimental, and it was quite a novelty to try to remind myself how to choose the correct speed and lower the needle onto the grooves of the disc.


It has been used – it has been the accompaniment to meals and a barbecue already this summer and it will be used for many more events to come. I now have a new hobby – buying vinyl!

It is with a yearning for an extensive vinyl collection I say:

It’s only vintage but I like it!