Long ago, Kim of Frog Ponds Rock, (who no longer blogs), dreamed up a meme called Sunday Selections. A place where those who were willing could put up photos they wanted to share, new, old, good, bad or indifferent, any photos you please. Nothing rude or vulgar though. And we don't mind at all if other bloggers care to join us. The meme is now continued by Elephant's Child and I join in as do a few others. Andrew is one. Messymimi is another. Drop in to their blogs and have a look. Wisewebwoman has also been joining us occasionally. you might need your magnifying glass or a high powered microscope to read the franking over the stamp: above the stamp it reads "secure your dog" and across the stamp "for safe delivery" - this was on a Christmas card that arrived through the mail from my brother. Excellent advice I think. an "Aussie style" Christmas window display seen in the city by "no-one" David Jones Store has its traditional Chri...
Truth in Advertising.
Love it!!
ReplyDeleteI would do a double look, then I'd go in to see what's for sale.
ReplyDeleteGreat
Very frank, and why not.
ReplyDeleteI am with Susan Kane. I would be inside quickly.
ReplyDeleteNot me the sign would make me turn in the opposite direction. I find the sign heartless.
ReplyDelete.. I wouldn't be attracted to go in and look ... the sign is a bit too off-putting for me.
ReplyDelete...hugs.. Barb xxx
fishducky; me too!
ReplyDeleteSusan Kane; I'd be inside looking at stuff too.
Andrew; exactly, why not?
Elephant's Child; I'm right behind you. I love antique stores.
Lee; the shop would draw me, I don't mind looking at dead people's things. I find the sign more quirky than off-putting. It's truth.
Barbara; not me, the sign doesn't bother me and I would be in the shop with Susan, EC, and fishducky.
I've got lots of dead people's goods. True. Absolutely.
ReplyDeleteRead 'Dead Souls', by Gogol. A man travels Russia buying dead serfs as employees on his farm. It's a tax dodge, a bit like negative gearing.
I suppose that's rather a blunt way of putting :)
ReplyDeleteR.H. I believe you. I haven't heard of that book, I'll see if the library has it.
ReplyDeleteMargaret-whiteangel; blunt, but true.
Wellll... here, we call them "estate sales." They're sort of like garage sales, but for dead people.
ReplyDeleteI rather like estate sales and vastly prefer the thought of someone getting the use of my things, to thinking they'll just molder away in a refuse heap.
ReplyDeleteIt's the honest truth. No point sugar coating it... and they didn't :)
ReplyDeleteI'd go for a look see, might find something interesting.
We call it Deceased Estate; relatives tear through the loved ones belongings in what looks like a riot, grabbing armfulls of anything valuable whilst shrieking abuse at each other. The furniture mostly goes to auction along with contents of cupboards and drawers. The cupboard/drawer contents are dumped into cardboard boxes. These boxes contain knives and forks, photos, diaries, broken biros, love letters, toasters, gas bills, scissors, party invitations, electric kettles, prescription glasses, pots and pans, birthday cards, dinner plates, rubber bands and so on...
ReplyDeleteDarlings you may be deceased, but your estate never is.