• Travel

    Reminiscing Sundays

    For this fine Sunday, here’s a set of postcards that takes me back to our summer in Seattle and the Pacific North West with my husband’s sister and her family. It was a hot but splendid summer spent exploring lavender farms and driving through scenic mountains wreathed in mist and past pretty passes, making our way into old American towns with typical diners and rail engines, chugging on iced teas and beer, guzzling wine like water after setting our mouths on fire with the hottest chilli sauce we have ever dug into, meeting good looking Native American boys in Canadian towns with hair that reached their waist (at that point…

  • Britain,  Tagged

    Vintage Sundays

      And because we all love Audrey  – I have not met a single person in my life who has not gushed at the mention of the beauty – here are a trio of postcards I bought during my travels. I love collecting tinseltown memorabilia too. Nuggets from Funny Face: [Dick kisses Jo] Jo Stockton: Why did you do that? Dick Avery: Empathy. I put myself in your place and I felt that you wanted to be kissed. Jo Stockton: I’m afraid you put yourself in the WRONG place. I have no desire to be kissed, by you or anyone else. Princess Ann: Have I been here all night, alone? Joe…

  • Asia

    On the Sand Dunes of Sam

    Chiselled by the winds stand the sand dunes of Sam. They are an overwhelming sight. All those sandy yellow waves and nothing thereafter for miles. It is a sight that can make you feel like a speck in an ocean of sand. Once in a while, a row of camels can be spotted, swaying their lazy behinds and walking off into the horizon with human loads on their humps. I have sat on a camel twice now. Two occasions when I somehow clung on to the camel as it decided to make rude noises and threaten to throw me off its back. I would not blame it on hindsight. We humans…

  • Travel

    Weekend Vintage Browsings

    Hope you are having a wonderful Sunday, folks! I am chilling at home after a busy weekend of V&A browsing and catching up with friends in London. And of course, nothing feels happier than raking up travel memories with these pretty postcards that were stashed into a tin box. You cannot neglect them for long.

  • Britain,  europe,  Tagged

    Vintage Travel Memories

    A few summers ago in the Cornish seaside town of Tintagel I bought my first metal tin sign. I have been hooked since. Every place that we travel to I keep my eyes peeled for retro postcards and tin plaques. Postcards are the poor man’s option. They cost a fraction of metal tin signs which can be priced high depending upon where you find yourself. Mostly, because you cannot buy just one. This weekend while rummaging through a box, I came upon a bunch of postcards that I got during our various travels in Europe and England. I should not probably try and put a number to them because there are hundreds of…