Whee! another London flea market—antiques featured on
Mondays at the Jubilee Market section. That old pair I hunted
for last year “Bert and Ernie” were not there–tho a dealer led me
over to their booth fully expecting them to be there “as usual”.
But, never fear—-buttons were found elsewhere, and bought . . .
Let’s start right off with a timely SCOTTISH AGATE STUD BUTTON.
We’re just in time for tomorrow’s referendum vote—are you leaning
Yes? or No? Very exciting times. And just about as exciting for button
people is this wonderful old blue agate stud button–look carefully–
click to enlarge if you like–to see the folds in the agate. Clever.
And here is a row of beauties– the large 1950s lucite button
in the center measures 1 and 3/4″ in diameter and has carving
on the back as well as the ship design inside. Then to the far
left is an old red wooden button with leather top. Next to
that is a blue “bakelite” rectangular button. Hm-m-m–
wondering about that bakelite moniker the dealer gave it
but I guess it’s possible.
The three on the right will have their own closeup in a
minute. Let’s first take a gander at the group:
Now the closeup of NERO, an interesting old red
celluloid with delicate add-ons—how did it ever make
it this far in life? and a pretty foil glass button.
This next button is unusual (I think) because of its material–
it’s resin. See the hockey players? Big! too.
Oh, you’ll like these—another sport button–this time
early green glass with tennis racket and ball–cute. And a
litho lady with brass rim–always a favorite. And a circa
1940s white glass button with a sweet painted flower basket.
This next button is a beauty—metal on bakelite–and
a strong design of pine cones and pine needles. Great!
I bought 53 buttons that day—but will have to share others
at another time. These are some of my favorites. Last of all
was an item I couldn’t leave behind. It’s not even a button.
But as you well know, when you collect buttons, other stuff
comes your way, too, whether you want it to or not.
I couldn’t leave this fubby old metal buckle there. Isn’t it
dear? And the flip side shows its age—1930s or so–I just
love it. Bye for now . . .