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which G.M. Norton visits a local tavern, but rather unexpectedly, without the intention to get utterly blotto.
As a fellow who enjoys a refreshing libation from time to time, when I was invited to sample the
delights of a vintage fair held in a local drinking tavern, I didn't need much persuading.
Organised by the lovely Paula Duffy off of Mint Vintage, the Kings Arms Vintage Fair is a monthly affair, which first sprung to
life in May of this year.
With stallholders offering a range of clothing,
homeware and collectables, it is a super little way to spend a few hours.
I’ve been a patron of the Kings Arms on a handful of occasions.
Situated in Salford, but literally on the doorstep of Manchester, it is a well-loved eclectic establishment with a knitting group using it as a regular meeting spot.
I was greeted outside the hostelry by a rather exquisite
sign, no doubt to lure passers-by to take a step inside this most intriguing of
public houses. With a heady mix of vintage and alcohol, who could resist?
Within moments of entering the Kings Arms, I was
welcomed by Paula before making my rounds, visiting each stallholder. I had a
marvellous time. The vintage vendors were all absolutely lovely
and entertainment was even on hand, in the form of a Jazz songstress by the name of Eileen.
As is the way with lots of vintage things, it was
rather heavily aimed at the female of the species, with only one stallholder
offering a good selection of gentleman’s attire. But I must say, what a treat
it was.
The stall in question was run by the utterly charming Phil and Kathryn from Kuhl Vintage.
I had enormous fun rifling through the rails and
admiring the wares on display. Naturally, I couldn’t resist buying one or two
things, namely a rather fetching dressing gown which my beloved later described
as “flouncy”. I quite agree, and that’s why I so adore it.
Then there was the hacking jacket, as previously
owned by a country gamekeeper. How splendid!
Of course, I couldn’t very well step inside a public
house without sampling a drop of the strong stuff so I met an old chum and his other
half for a jar of the local brew.
I will be returning to this little vintage haven. It
is an utter masterstroke combining such a fine watering hole with equally fine
vintage odds and ends. A potent cocktail, if ever there was one.
Long live the Kings Arms Vintage Fair!
Long live the Kings Arms Vintage Fair!
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