If Glastonbury is too big and Cornbury too posh, how about the National Trust's annual Speke Hall Vintage Festival?
A quintessentially English weekender with classic cars, vintage & handmade stalls, live music, a bar, a pop-up tea room set in the grounds of a stunning Tudor manor house on the banks of the River Mersey.
The stunning black and white timbered facade.
The interior features a mix of Tudor simplicity combined with designs from the Arts & Crafts movement including some beautiful William Morris wallpaper.
The kitchen garden and landscaped lawns are gorgeous.
The Vintage Festival in full swing.
An eclectic assortment of traders.
| Fabulous girl group, The Bobby Pins (Hello, Gina!) |
Over 199 classic cars on display, including a very smart Rolls Royce owned by some of our regular customers from Stockport's Vintage Village.
And very civilised it is too, many visitors bring a picnic and laze around on the lawn all day.
Together with our mates, Lyndsey, Steve & Dexter of Boomerang Retro, it was our second year of trading at Speke.
Dexter's definitely the boss.
So much fun that you can hardly call it "work". The good folk of Liverpool are an absolute joy, they love to chat and adore vintage, especially of the colourful & flamboyant variety, so our stock went down a storm.
Becky looking gorgeous in a late 1960s maxi by Shubette.
We were hugely touched by several customers who'd been so happy with last year's purchases that they'd made a return trip just to come and see us.
Not only do we get to sell and chat about vintage all day long but, when the visitors leave, we get to camp in the gardens of Speke Hall and pretend that its all ours.
| My vintage maxi (seen in full in the first photo) came all the way from the States, from blog reader Cindy who found it in a Dakota thrift shop. It was much admired! |
What a fab weekend. A massive thanks to the wonderful Alex having us back and again making us so very welcome (why didn't I take a photo?)
| 1970s cherry blossom maxi from Bristol's fabulous Whistlestop Vintage |
We're off for a slap-up lunch in Wetherspoons. Catch you later!



