This weekends brocantes were wonderful and I came home laden with treasures.
A beatiful old album or journal that had never been used but was a cherished keepsake packed away in old tissue paper. Each page has a beautiful cherub vignette .....
Old advertising match strikers that would have sat on the bar of a cafe brasserie...............
Adorable nursery wallpapers from the 1920s...
At the bottom of an old box under someones stand I truffled out a batch of old handwritten letters from the 1940s. I initially bought them because I adore the old sepia ink and the Republique Francais stamps.
When I got home and looked through them each one had a letter still tucked inside...........
I sat enthralled as I read them. All dated in the 1940s and all from Marcel to his petite femme Germaine.....
A touching batch of letters from a couple who were separated perhaps still from the war. All signed with tender kisses and warm embraces. I felt a little guilty entering their private world.
I wonder if they were reunited?
A demain mes belles.
I love a bit of voyeurism too, delving into lives past. That's why we do what we do Shirley.
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Oh Shirley, I love old letters too, and how they take us into the lives of others.
RépondreSupprimerYours are so special, written during the war - what a dreadful time in France, families separated and who knows if they were ever re-united - so sad.
Have you read Irène Némirovsky's books, I've got them all but I particularly loved "Suite Francais".
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Shane
Such wonderful finds - but the letters look amazing!
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WONDERFUL Post.thanks for share..
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