The vintage sheet post

Now ladies.  I must admit that I DO enjoy reading about your vintage sheet collecting (hi, Mel!), and the colourful floral designs we all remember from our childhoods  - making their way from op shop shelves to our home linen cupboards.  BUT due to my own issues of geography (i.e. living in Eastern Europe), I myself don't ever come home from the oppie with these sheets.  The only ones I've got are inherited from my fabulous Grandmother - well worn and loved, and rarely used, because my sons would not appreciate fusions of multicoloured floral sheets on their single beds.

So imagine my surprise when my vintage sheets made a stunning appearance in my life today - on one of those special days of the year - my birthday.

You see, Jem is away on a work trip, and my two younger men (Mik, 7 yrs and Tiss, 10 yrs) went into overdrive this morning, trying to make my birthday special.  Quite amazing to see them rev up and take full responsibility for birthday spoiling, when they realized Jem wouldn't be around to do it.  I heard their alarm go off at 6am this morning, and before I drifted back into fitful dreams of Brazilian Baptist Evangelism, I heard them tiptoeing downstairs and pans clattering in the kitchen. Before I knew it they were waking me with song, and piling home-made cards and presents on the bed (ones that Jem had prepared earlier), and the smell of fried eggs wafted up from the kitchen.

When I finally made it down the stairs I was stunned by the chic dining experience they had conjured up.  There was a MOUNTAIN of fried eggs on the table (yep, Tiss fried up the whole pack), there were two lit candles (they couldn't find any candle sticks so they had fished an empty brandy bottle from the rubbish), there were no knives or forks (c'mon, you can't get it ALL perfect), and last but not least... the tablecloth was one of my gran's blue floral vintage sheets.  And no, the boys didn't know it was a sheet.  They felt sure it was a tablecloth.  And beautifully spread out on the table it was, too.

Best present a mum could ever get on her birthday. And for those of my friends who have daughters - you'd better look out!  And lock up those vintage sheets.  I've got two fine-dining lady-killers in training here!

4 Responses so far.

  1. Liene says:

    Daudz laimes! Labi, ka puiši tevi izlutināja!

  2. Mook, those boys are priceless! From now on I expect to see that vintage tablecloth in high rotation on your table . And who knew you were the kind of gal to put away a dozen eggs in one sitting? Happy birthday. Want me to whip you up a vintage sheet cushion or tablerunner or something once we move and unpack? I had no idea of the vintage sheet deprivation you were forced to live with over there. mel x

  3. Just spotted the Sagrada Familia and some beautiful Gaudi architecture in the instagram feed, is Jem whooping it up in Barthelona? Lucky sod.When I last saw the SF it was only about half built and now it looks almost complete. Tell him to go to Parc Guell it is beautiful. mel x

  4. Em Bee says:

    What an excellent birthday, and what wonderful devotion. I love the whole story. :-)

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