A new friend.

With hubby away for the week, and me feeling down in the dumps, I decided the only thing for it, yesterday, was to go shopping...you know a bit of retail therapy...or in my case, junk therapy!

So off I went to my favourite antique emporium, just to have a browse...

Now, my hubby shouldn't have left me this week, feeling all melancholy, but I'm happy to say those feelings are slowly ebbing away...because I have a new friend in my bedroom...

He's a bit shabby around the edges...in fact some of his stuffing is falling out...oh and his back legs are a bit wobbly...

But he's exactly what I needed in the bedroom...

Something dark and handsome in that corner...

However, he clashed with the existing bedside table, so in with the old french washstand, and after a little re-arranging everything looked grand.

Another little find, which I'm nearly as excited about was this old wire letterbox...

I thought briefly about actually keeping the mail in it...but as I don't get letters from France, I've plonked some old postcards and a French newspaper in it instead.

Definitely, getting there...just gotta find Spring!