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Housekeeper’s Diary

So much rain. A deluge that floods the garden and sends water rolling across the pebbles to form huge puddles in the lane. The murky grass even more sodden than usual, and every spider in the land crawling through the cracked window in the laundry room and taking appalling shelter in the bosom of my family, so I spend my evenings shrieking at monsters as big as my hand, while the men of house fetch tumblers in which to catch them, and laugh at my outrage, threatening as they go to slip the naughty spiders between my sheets. The local villages are drowning, and[...]

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The Housekeeper’s Bulletin

One of the things I don't do terribly well here at BrocanteHome is to keep everybody updated on what is new on the site, in my membership groups, and of course in my head, and so today I bring you a new feature I will be sharing here and with those of you on my mailing list so you don't miss a thing... The Big News This Week... *First up then, and ever such a long time coming: Trash It or Treasure It is now a Kindle book and as soon as I have got the cover designed (give me about three years!) it will be a paperback book too. Learn more on Amazon.Com her[...]

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The Playbook Is Here!

Yay! The Playbook is finished and today I wanted to share exactly what it is all about and how you can get your hands on it, so you to can steal a cosy September afternoon spent swooning over oodles of vintage loveliness, reading all manner of old-fashioned inspiration, putting together a planner for the routines and rituals I hope you will be using to shape your days from now on, and hanging the prettiest of poems on your noticeboard to remind you to keep seeking joy in this life... Harking right back to the earliest days of Brocantehome, The Playbook[...]

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September at BrocanteHome

Oh yay oh yay oh yay - September is here! And as you will know if you have read my new About Page, (and scrolled your way past the gallery of yours truly) September has my heart and refuses to loosen her grip on it sufficient enough for me to throw myself into the other eleven months of the year with quite the same passion as that I reserve for the bliss of the back to schools... For yes, my beautiful boy turned sixteen on Monday and today I had a little tear in my eye as I realised this would be the last of his "first days back at school", before he starts co[...]

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The Torrid Time

Now then, did I ever tell you about the night I had a torrid time? Finley was at his drum lesson and to pass the time while I waited for him, I took myself to Tesco and rather randomly bought a slow cooker. Feeling rather pleased with myself I pushed my trolley into the dark car-park, bent over to tie my shoe-lace and rather promptly got knocked over by said trolley as a car reversed into it and sent me sprawling into a puddle. Surviving this rather unexpected drama, I apologised to the lad that ran me over, got into my car and went to pick Finley up, who upon[...]

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