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“Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
and I say it’s all right

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
and I say it’s all right” ( lyrics, The Beatles )

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Yesterday was the first day we sat on the veranda,

the warm sun in our smiling faces.

You and me little darling.

Have a Great Sunday/

Becky

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Well I’d rather see you dead, little girl
Than to be with another man
You better keep your head, little girl
Or I won’t know where I am

You better run for your life if you can, little girl
Hide your head in the sand little girl
Catch you with another man
That’s the end’a little girl ( Songwriters: McCartney, Paul; Lennon, John )

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No need for a woman to run in The Vintage Fairy Tales,

there is always a ginger lemonade to get the dude to calm down.

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Mrs. Hedgiewidgi, the head of the doll,

was a gift from my lovely friend and favourite storyteller, Linda in New Mexico.

Thank you Linda, you are the best!

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Thank´s to everyone for the lovely comments on my cup cake post last week!

Have a great weekend/ Love / Becky

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In The Vintage Fairy Tales we don´t take life too seriously.

We take one day at a time.

We don´t care much about politics and religion and we are not terribly worried about

global warming.

We find life quite easy and comfortable.

The only thing we really care about and take very seriously is what kind of delicious pastry

we will be served for the afternoon tea.

When the delightful ladies of “Hardaker & Pope” announced a CUP CAKE COMPETITION

on their blog,

my friends in the Vintage Fairy Tales became very enthusiastic and firmly declared that this

was definitely their branch of sport.

We discussed the topic “cup cakes” for a while and decided that we wanted something festive.

The Skating Monkey came up with the brilliant idea that an amusement park

with cup cakes would be kind of nice.

The rest is history.

We won the competition and the cup cakes are eaten.

Life is back to normal again in The Vintage Fairy Tales.

Love / Becky

(Decorations made by me, papier maché characters inspired by my all time favourite mixed media artist, Julie Arkell)

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FIKA,

407 Park Avenue South, New York 10016

Thank´s to my manager Marie Andersson, she is awesome!

/Becky

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Let´s share a nice beetroot cake with saffron glaze.

It´s Friday in The Vintage Fairy Tales,

can you feel the beetroot beat?

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Swedish porcelain from the fifties and sixties

Do I collect it ?

-Yes !

I  wish you all a lovely weekend /

Becky

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Let me tell you one thing,

in The Vintage Fairy Tales there are no lonely hearts.

We have no bad hair days and the hamster is sleeping at night.

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Happy Valentine´s day

and thank´s for all your lovely comments!

Love

Becky

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Happy days in the Vintage Fairy Tales!

A great little package arrived with First Class International snail the other day.

It was from the Mother of Fairy Tale Pottery, Julie Whitmore.

She sent me the most beautiful necklace to wear among my friends in the fairy tales.

Thank you!

My friend here “Mr. Sad Shadow” thought it was for him,

a talisman that would bring him luck.

I had to buy him some flowers instead.

/ Becky

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Papier mache´character made by me, inspired by the great mixed media artist Julie Arkell.

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We have no snow in The Vintage Fairy Tales,

just a polka dotted watering can hanging in the apple tree.

If you ask my friends about snowflakes,

they will shake their heads and reply that the only flakes they have ever heard about

are cornflakes.

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Have a great week all of you and thank´s for all your lovely comments!

Becky

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Singing and skipping in the Vintage Fairy Tales.

Come on and dance with us, but stay away from the Skating Monkey.

He´s my guy.

Lots of love/

Becky

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“Meet me tonight in dreamland,
Under the silv’ry moon.
Meet me tonight in dreamland,
Where love’s sweet roses bloom.” (Whitson, Friedman lyrics)

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Meet me in the Vintage Fairy Tales.

No homework. No dresscode.

Just you and me and a nice cup of coffee.

Well, let´s bring a delicious cake too.

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Becky