I’d like to introduce…

Edward George "Ted" Turner

Edward George Turner, known affectionately to his family and friends as Ted, was a kind hearted, gregarious, right jolly English gent, loved by all who knew him. He was born on the 27th of June 1911 at Blake Cottage, Horn Street in Winslow, Buckinghamshire, where his father was employed as head groom to Mr Gosling of Blake House.

And His Lovely Wife…

phyllis

Miss Phyllis Mary Collins, daughter of William Collins, publican of the George Inn in Winslow, which is where Ted met her one fateful day in the 1930s

Where I'm From

bronzebust cropped

Randy Seaver posted a new challange Saturday. I love the idea!!!! Here’s mine

I am from an old dog-eared book of poetry; a vintage crystal necklace; A cup of English Breakfast Tea brewed in my grandmother’s Brown Betty. No milk. I am from the house my father built on Tiffany Street and the path through the woods. I’m from the tune without the words, and where the twilight lives after the dark; That cardinal tapping at his reflection in the window…. I am from Ayn Rand, Edwin Muir, Enid Blyton, and James T. Kirk. From a handwritten letter. Turkey dinner At noon. Sandwiches at five o’clock. White bread. Butter. Mayonnaise. Always. From if the wind blows you’ll stay that way and don’t swallow grape seeds —they might get stuck in your appendix. I am from “Why?” “How?” And, “Who is ‘they’?” I’m from across the pond, shepherd’s pie, (…more)

Share:
  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Google Bookmarks
  • StumbleUpon
  • email
  • Print

Mystery Monday and the Curious Tale of the Handkerchief Box

handkerchief box

A few years ago, on a sultry Tuesday morning in what may have been Maine’s hottest August on record, I was strolling down Water Street in Hallowell, doing a little antiquing with my Mother-in-Law. It wasn’t turning out to be a fruitful hunt, and we were withering in the heat and about to call it a day when I stepped into Love Joy Antiques and happened upon a small Flemish Art box with “Handkerchiefs” carved into the lid. I’d been collecting old boxes for some time and knew this would be an interesting addition. The wood and the hinges were in good shape, but the inside lining was torn and shabby. I set it aside, and we headed to Hattie’s to cool off and have some lunch. Afterwards we stopped in one more shop where I found a lovely collection of vintage hankies. This seemed like Providence. I purchased (…more)

Share:
  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Google Bookmarks
  • StumbleUpon
  • email
  • Print