I chose these chandeliers when we moved into my old house, from a beautiful antique shop in Holt, Norfolk. I got my trusty electrician to take them down a week before the moving date, and it felt like the end of an era as I packed them away into cardboard boxes. My lovely friend stored them for me in her attic until a few weeks ago, when I released them from their bubble wrap prison, and got my trusty electrician to put them back up for me! It felt like I was finally giving my ceiling roses the decoration they really deserved. I need to nip up a ladder at some point and re attach some of the strings of glass beads that have come loose, but they look so at home now – and they sort of represent the start of a new era for me.
It’s my daughter’s birthday on Monday, and she is having a few friends round on Saturday for a little vintage tea party. My mum has come up to help and we’re going to decorate the house with lots of tissue pom poms and pretty things. I shall take some snaps to share with you all next week!