The Local Flea Market

Yesterday was a big day in our little village of 300 inhabitants: The yearly flea market was held in the premises of the school.

Let me tell you a little bit about this school. There are two types of schools in Denmark, state-schools and private-schools. For a lot of years state-schools dominated, but at some point some cut-backs were necessary in the budget, and numerous state-schools were closed, mostly in small villages, like ours. So the state-school that operated here was shut down about 10 years ago, and you can guess the effect it had on the village: Families with small children moved away to be closer to the school, no new families moved in, the population started to grow old and rare. So, like in many other places, a foundation was set up to start a new, private school in the old building, 3 years ago. Our school has a young inspector (who happens to be our next-door neighbour), many dedicated teachers, classes from 0 to 9, maximum 17 students per class, a sports hall, a playground, and it puts a big emphasis on creativity, music, and motion. With the reopening of the school life, new, young families, children returned to the village. The school is about 200 metres from our doorsteps, and was a very highly weighted factor when we were contemplating buying the house. It is in our, and everyone’s interest, that the school is running nicely. But of course, being a private school, it doesn’t get financial help from the state. It is dependent on the foundation and all the help of the parents: donations, weekends spent by parents working on the playground, or cleaning the school.

The flea market is organised by the school’s support association, and parents do all the work on it. We don’t belong to this group of parents yet, as our children are too young for school, but in a few years we are going to be one of them, so we decided to help out with the market. We donated a few things we don’t need anymore (unused, outgrown toys, clothes, etc.), my husband helped unloading all the trailers that kept coming with all the stuff for 3 days, and I helped organising, pricing and selling them. It was great fun, a good way to meet new people, and had a good meaning to it: every penny earned by the flea market goes to the school. Last year they raised a huge amount of money, and I don’t have this year’s figures yet, but I think it was very successfull again.

flea market

Also, I am a sucker for flea markets. I love to go and look and find hidden treasures, plus save some money. Being part of the “crew” meant that we could all take a good look at the selection in forhand, choose our favourite items, and put them aside for ourselves.

Let me introduce you to my new baby: A beautiful, perfectly working Columbine II sewing machine ๐Ÿ™‚


She was a very hard choice, because she had to fight for me with an older Singer and a Husqvarna model, but she won, and came home with me after I paid some ridiculous amount for it.

My other favourite find is this charming, old breadcutter, as you can see it on the logo, the manufacturer is an official supplier of the Danish Royal Court. My breadcutter could be exactly the same as the Queen’s ๐Ÿ™‚ Anyway, I am not sure I’m going to use it for cutting bread or just for keeping my cooking books on it…


New items in my shop, as I am still crippled

You would think that a bruised littlefinger is not going to stop you going on with your adult, independent life, right? Well, you are wrong. I was wrong.

It is strange, because it’s only a pinkie, such a small, apparently insignificant bodypart. But I had to realise, that since I cannot move it because of the bruises and because I lost most of the skin on it and it is aching and because of the big bandage that by the way also paralyzes my ring finger, I simply cannot hold anything in my right hand. Ok, probably I can hold stuff, but I cannot sew, I cannot crochet, I cannot hold a pair of scissors. I cannot produce anything, and I never thought I was so addicted to these activities…

Ok, lets forget all the luxury of spending my spare time productively and in a creative way: I am struggling in my everyday little things.I cannot perform single tasks such as cutting vegetables, my husband is slicing everything these days, so I can make some dinner. ย I find it hard to brush my hair, to brush my teeth with my left hand, to go to the bathroom, to put on my socks, and I had to ask my husband, to wash my hair, because my finger cannot get in touch with water… such a romantic, bonding experience ๐Ÿ™‚

Anyway, enough of me complaining. Luckily I can still type and take pictures, so today I decided to spend my time by putting up some craft supplies for sale in my Etsy shop. Do you like wrapping paper? I know you do, so go and check them out ๐Ÿ™‚


etsy collage



Shop Opening

The time has come, my darlings, I have opened my shop ๐Ÿ™‚

I have been working on my Etsy account very diligently, and after listing my first 11 items, I am now officially open, hurray ๐Ÿ™‚ Let’s all prop some virtual champagne for the occasion, shall we?

Right now I only have children pants for sale, but I will keep you updated about everything new, wether you are interested or not ๐Ÿ˜›

I am very excited, a little bit proud and a tiny bit scared at the same time, and I am very-very curious if anyone ever going to buy anything from me… ha, that’s the spirit ๐Ÿ™‚

But anyway, if you have kids, grandchildren, if your best friend has kids, grandchildren, or if you are just interested in my new little shop, check it out!

Poppy Goes Pro

I know I have been absent from the blog for a little while now.

It is mainly because Paddington got the chicken pox. Luckily he didn’t get very sick of it, no fever, slight discomfort and tiredness, but usually he is the same happy, all-over-the-place, full of energy little boy as he is, just little itchy. The main problem is that he cannot take part in any social activity, and sarts to get a little restless in this house-arrest we are both condemed to… ๐Ÿ™‚

But, I have also been sewing! As you might remember, one of my plans for this year was to open my very own Etsy shop. I am kind of tired of not finding a proper job, getting rejected all the time, but these are the times nowadays, I am not the only one in this situation. So I thought, if noone gives me a job, then I will give myself a job! Figure that ๐Ÿ™‚ So I have been working diligently and trying to build up a little stash. It is not easy, thanks to Paddington’s condition, but I seize every opportunity to grab my sewing machine, I also stay up late and I am basically running on coffee… ๐Ÿ™‚

To help this process, a little package of supplies arrived yesterday. I ordered some stickers, name and size tags from Ikast Etiket, and I am very pleased with the result! It was also for a very reasonable price, I would say.


So, What do you think?