My mum recently found a couple of wonderful vintage tablecloths in a charity shop, and she very kindly posted them to me. They are so pretty and I'm really pleased with them.
The first one has these wonderful pink roses spilling out of a vase in each corner, and is very 1950s in feel, especially the rich gold colour which highlights the pink of the roses so beautifully.
I think the second one is older (possibly 1930s) as it has much more muted colours in the design and is made of linen. The crocuses in a willow-pattern bowl are in each corner with a border of crocuses all around the edge.
They are both lovely and I'm not sure what to do with them as yet, but I'm hoping inspiration will strike soon.
It was especially kind of mum to think of posting them to me this week as she has had a most upsetting and worrying few days. Last September she had to have an emergency operation as she was bleeding from a stomach ulcer and also had some 'warty-type' growths in her stomach. Mum made an excellent recovery but there was always the underlying worry that the growths were something malignant. We all waited with baited breath for her follow-up appointment with the surgeon to arrive, but Christmas came and went and nothing happened so we all assumed that everything had been OK and, due to cut-backs in the NHS, she wouldn't be followed up. Imagine mum's horror when last Monday, out of the blue, the surgeon's secretary phones to ask why mum hadn't attended any of her appointments! It turned out they had been sending all the correspondence to an address we last lived at 43 years ago!!!! Three days of worry and dread followed until the secretary phoned back to say that the surgeon had finally given mum the all-clear regarding the growths, although he would still like to keep an eye on her now and again. Thankfully, all is well but it would have been just the same if there had been a problem. It really beggars belief that something as simple as the wrong address wasn't checked sooner or, indeed, when mum left hospital!! Really, you couldn't make it up!!
You must have been so worried, no matter how reassuring everyone is, when you're waiting for result you do imagine the worst. I've had a few lumps removed, that waiting period is awful. I'm glad to hear the news is positive. Give your Mum my regards from your blogging friend.
Gill x
Posted by: Gill | 08/25/2007 at 12:25 PM