That weekend we went native, we also went vintage shopping :) that stretch on Christchurch Road between Pokesdown and Boscombe is the best for vintage, charity and antique shops, with a brilliant regeneration programme going on, so now it's gone from grotty empty squat-shops with to-let signs, to an up-and-coming bohemian high street. And it just happened to be en route to the forest! And down this wonderful little road is our beloved What Alice Found...
I bought a vintage nightdress there as Katie and I were looking for diaphanous ghost-nighties for Kevin's party to play at vampires/deranged sisters/madwomen in the attic (I only found one in the end so I went as the escaped lune - like what I did there? - from the asylum and Katie as a scary doll wearing bloomers from Hetty and Dave's - another vintage shop further down from Alice), but we both tried on a few amidst the enchanting twinkly lights of the changing room where we stole away with a few cheeky photos of ourselves and our surroundings ;)
Meanwhile Katie bought a birdcage with a butterfly thrown in (or flown in?) as it was stuck to the bars, poor thing; so we took our treasures down to the woods, hung up the cage in the tepee - watching the shadows it made in the dark amidst the candlelight - and played at wood nymphs after finding a bivouac near where we'd spotted fallow deer grazing. Our limbs became slightly doe-like, and we felt ourselves completely free and at ease in the forest. Until one of the other tepee residents drove past and we had to hide behind logs until they'd gone.
Nearer the tepee we found a stone stairway leading to a raised grove of trees that looked quite haunted and reminded me of a scene from Northanger Abbey. Leaves were falling in the mild wind and sunshine glittered through the gaps in the trees as the boughs danced, so we took pictures there which came out seemingly possessed, which we liked. At the end of our play I came back with thorns in my feet from the chestnut shells that I kept stepping on, but also one half of a pair of antlers that Lubix and I bought from the gift shop in Burley, so we kept a part of our fallow-selves after all.
- Nina x
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