"A light hearted and humorous account of 'ma vie' as a brocanteuse, experiences from my life in France and my love of antiques, all things vintage, period interiors and 'les trucs' (eclectic thingamybobs)"

Friday 26 September 2014

Instruments of Torture!

Well now that I've grabbed your attention I wanted to share with you my love of beautiful vintage technical instruments especially having found a couple of super examples at a brocante in the small village of Fontenet, just down the road from us.  

I have always been impressed by the beautiful craftsmanship that went into the making of tools and vintage scientific instruments  and anyone who has frequented auctions or flea markets will no doubt have stumbled across various enigmatic objects made from lacquered brass, often housed in a precision made wooden case. 

Last Sunday I found one of the most common trucs of this sort, a barometer.  But what attracted me particularly to this example was the fact that it had been made with a chrome case the shape and size of a traditional alarm clock.  I was particularly pleased that you could clearly see all the coils and inner workings of the barometer with the added bonus of a lovely bevelled glass over the face.  I know that the case is slightly pitted but to me it adds to the vintage and slightly industrial feel of the piece.  

I love this little barometer and if you do to you can find it on my Etsy Shop

OK so it's not really an instrument of torture unless you are the unfortunate partner of someone that cannot pass a barometer without tapping the glass.

Another find that myself and Spike both loved was an old clockwork Bakelite timer that would at one time have sat on a bar to time people using the telephone. Having an old vintage phone ourselves we thought it would be fun to put them together in the hope that one day we will find an external bell to make the set complete (don't ask... or if you are curious see my post entitled 'Ring Telephone Ring').   

Known as a minuteur téléphonique in France this is a super little truc

This wonderful contraption is still in perfect working order and we have already thought of how we can use it to annoy our teenage niece and nephew when they come to stay. The obvious use of course is to time their inevitable endless telephone calls back to England but we also came up with the idea of timing their showers because they do have the habit of using up all the hot water in the house (especially my nephew).  

Luckily for me I'm almost positive that they don't read my blog as the ramblings of their middle aged Auntie is not likely to be their kind of truc.  

On the quiet though I thought I might also use it on Spike for various 'time and motion studies' as he is often to be found gazing out into the distance when on a simple quick errand (thank goodness we're moving to town where there are no scenic views of the countryside to distract him!) 

The final little find was from a market we visited a couple of months back and is a lovely little brass compass that we bought quite well and congratulated ourselves on endlessly as we smugly continued our shop.  As with all things 'all that glisters is not gold' and it turned out to be a very well made reproduction from India.  

I love this little truc in spite of it being a reproduction

We were disappointed at first but on the positive side we have not only learned something valuable (which is par for the course in my trade) but because it is so pretty we have decided to keep it as a decorative piece and as a reminder that if something seems too good to be true it usually is.  

So next time you come across an old spirit level, brass telescope or pair of binoculars please give them a second look as you will really see some excellent craftsmanship worthy of closer inspection and your admiration.

Friday 19 September 2014

The Sleeping Beauty

Last week I was lucky enough to visit a wonderful château about an hour away from where I live.  I must admit that given the choice of châteaux in the area it really came down to which one was still open for visits in September, which one had a guided tour and, if I'm completely honest, the presence of a café and gift shop possibly tipped the scale for me in favour of the beautiful Château de la Roche Courbon.  


The first tantalising view of the château is glimpsed through an imposing stone gateway,


followed by an elegant driveway lined with topiary yew trees


that leads to the stunning gatehouse.


We passed the enclosed courtyard on the way to the gardens ready to come back after lunch when a guided tour of the interior was been held.  Being a little out of season the tour was only available in French but at only 11€ per person for the gardens, guided tour, prehistoric caves and a couple of small museums I think all in all it was very good value for money.


 Although incredibly formal the gardens had a wonderfully serene quality that quite charmed me and


at the the end of a long promenade, past an ornamental pond with swans and ducks,


you arrive at some stone steps that offer you a wonderful view back to the château.


The guided tour of the château was very interesting buy sadly they do not allow photographs to be taken of the interior.  However visitors are able to take a few pictures of the cellars that house a little museum of antique wooden toys and an informative exhibition charting the history and many incarnations of the château itself.



By the 1900's the château had fallen into disrepair but luckily it was to find a spokesman in the form of the well known writer and explorer, Pierre Loti, who wrote an article for the French newspaper, Le Figaro, calling for someone to come forward and save the château from it's dilapidated state. He knew the château from his childhood having spent many holidays in a nearby village staying at the home of his sister, Marie.


In the article he coined the phrase "Le Château de la Belle au Bois Dormant" - The Castle of Sleeping Beauty'


It really was a magical day out and as well as falling in love with the romance and beauty of the château and gardens I also fell head over heels for this handsome fellow made of terracotta.  Sadly he is suffering from a few cracks and breaks which is no doubt why he had been secreted behind a wooden bench but I would happily have taken him home if I had been allowed to.  Well even on my days off I'm still always on the lookout for beautiful trucs!

Friday 12 September 2014

Vendu!

I have been literally bursting to share the happy news that we have recently accepted an offer on our house.  It happened a few weeks ago but I wanted to make sure that the sale was definitely going through before I started bragging (I have been known to fall flat on my face in the past after becoming rather too pleased with myself!)

Our current home in the heart of the French countryside

Anyway, last Friday we sat down in the office of our Notaire (a sort of solicitor in France) and signed the Compromis de Vente which is a contract where all parties agree to the terms of the sale.  With French law the buyer then has a cooling off period of a week before they are well and truly bound by the contract to either go through with buying the property or to lose a large deposit (around 10% of the property price).

Now that I have covered the technical stuff the self satisfied gloating can now well and truly begin.  OK, so we were very, very lucky to get an offer on our house just three weeks after putting it on the market but we are particularly pleased that we avoided paying estate agents fees and sold it on the internet without spending a centime on advertising... oh clever ,clever me (I'm really asking for it aren't I?)

To be honest though because we received a serious offer so quickly it came as a bit of shock but we are now very excited about the move and after much toing and froing and a few sleepless nights we managed to eventually secure a lovely house in Cognac that we have had our hearts set on for the last 10 months.

Our soon to be new home in Cognac

The house is a major renovation project (as always) and in our favourite quarter of Cognac situated near the river and just a short walk from the lovely historical centre of town.  It's going to be quite a departure from the life we have now but I can't wait to have all the facilities that Cognac has to offer right on the doorstep.  

With all this excitement my brocante business has unfortunately taken a bit of a back seat but our move is scheduled for mid November so I will have time over the next few weeks to get back to the flea markets and start building up stock again for my Etsy shop.

So please keep your fingers and toes crossed for us that everything goes through without a hitch and hopefully in the future I can not only share with you our experiences as we renovate this poor, tired old house back into the beauty it once was but also keep you up to date on our adventures as we adjust to la vie en ville.

Thursday 4 September 2014

Art Therapy

I am feeling very sorry for myself today as I have come down with a horrible head cold. I have been feeling a bit under the weather for a few days now so to cheer myself up (and to spare you the fascinating details of my malady) I thought I would share with you an enjoyable visit that Spike and myself made a couple of months ago to the Le Musée de l'Art et d'Histoire in Cognac.

The elegant façade of the museum flanked by archways to the park

This wonderful little museum is on the periphery of the Jardin Public, the pretty park in the heart of Cognac, and is full of beautiful impressionist paintings, art glass from Lalique, Daum and Gallé as well as numerous sculptures, ceramics and trinkets.

If I wasn't feeling so rotten I would probably natter on about it all, but my poor aching head is struggling to keep upright as I type so I will keep my comments uncharacteristically short and share with your some of my favourite exhibits.

A beautifully crafted Art Nouveau cigarette case
A superb Emile Gallé trinket box
An elegant René Lalique vase that sadly my
photograph does no justice to at all
A stunning Daum perfume bottle that I covet so much
I am considering becoming a cat burglar
I had to include this particular painting because the subject
reminds me of our lovely doggie Jake
You can almost smell the sea air captured in this coastal painting
This lovely painting of a tree lined square illustrates one of
many things I love about French towns
A bust of Voltaire - Please click on the link to enjoy
some of his many witty and thought provoking quotes

If you ever have the opportunity to visit Cognac I do hope that you find the time to visit this charming museum because the exhibits I have shared with you today are only a tiny selection of the magical treasures to be found inside.    

I will be back next week fighting fit with a new post (be prepared - it may be a long one!)