Treasures, the mini series

This blog is really on the way out.  As part of a gradual process of closing I will occasionally post a picture or two of a treasure or two. The occasion today is that the weather is fine, I have a cold and time to look properly around me. 

Sometimes objects which have been part of a domestic landscape for a long time get passed over for the latest little thing from foreign parts.  They are little too as I am the queen of cabin luggage - paper objects generally; a city in a matchbox, a postcard, a little catalogue, a card from a cafe or funky store. 

Back to today's topic.

This is my teddy bear who has lived with me longer than anyone else.  He must be about 60 by now and well loved to the point of serious fur loss.  His eyes are brown and beady and he used to make a noise most like a groan and unlikely to be anything at all like the sound of a real bear.  I don't remember ever giving him a name, he was always 'my teddy'.

He used to wear a pair of shorts sewed by my mum out of some grey serge trousers of my dad's with a red stripe.  Now he lives on top of the bookcase and thinks about the good old days.

The second item is a little younger and was originally bought by me as a birthday present for my mother from Cato's, a hardware store in Te Kuiti.  I thought it was beautiful then and had no idea about Crown Lynn or collecting.  I just wanted something nice and a bit glamorous for my mum who didn't even wear earrings, lived by a river which flooded and ruined our house and who taught many kids in Te Kuiti at both of the primary schools there.

I still think it looks like a strapless dress, I still think it is beautiful.