A Special Second Hand Shop
On our way to the ferry that takes us to Sweden from Frederikshavn in Northern Denmark we like to visit a special shop driven by an old woman in her eighties.
The “antiques” she sells are put in neat order and arranged so that it’s like visiting a museum from our great grand mother’s time. Her white linen bedclothes with embroidered insertions and baby clothes from a distant time are ironed perfectly and arranged in old wooden shelves.
“Rubbish & Cinnamon” ( The name of the shop).
Once we came we had to get cash to pay. Next time she had an electronic way of paying. In Denmark we don’t use cash very much so that was nice. We are never sure of her opening hours and this time in May on our way to Sweden we came to a locked door. On the door was a sign that said that we were welcome to call her. We did and ten minutes later she arrived and opened the shop for us. You don’t leave without buying anything when you get such a service.
I bought the cradle as I felt it ought to come and stay at my place. Last year I bought one of the milk bottles as they were like those we had in my childhood. My grandmother had a table dustpan and the brush and I had not seen such a thing since the 1950s. Suddenly the memory became alive seeing this in the shop. The dolls are nice but too expensive and I have already collected enough of dolls.
The embroidered things remind me of the big job that was invested in making such fine things for the household. As far as I know young girls were working on these things for years before they got married to be able to have a beautiful home.
I admire that a woman in her eighties is still working on finding treasures to be sold in her shop. Next time I go there I will ask the shop owner if I can take a photo of her to put here in this post.

Doll’s clothes

porcelain and blue enamel kitchen ware from the 1920s

a silver-gilt dustpan and a brush for the table

An old weekly journal from 1920s

A photo from her Facebook page at Easter time
My favorite places to shop!!
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Ha ha you are so funny. My husband bought all her old postcards with stamps and messages from a distant time. The owner stands like a pillar and after our third visit we got small glimpses of smiles. A relationship that grows
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I’m not much of a shopper but I never thought about antique stores reviving memories of my grandparents and now my parents. Since I’m antique status now, I’ll even see a lot of things from my own childhood. You’ve given me a new appreciation for browsing in an antique store.
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That is so true. It’s nice to recall things by seeing items from a distant time. I had never thought about the brush for taking away bread crumbs on a table until that day at the shop
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Reminds me of the things I’d find in the antique stores along New England’s Boston Post Road.
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Oh that sounds so interesting. There are so many places I would like to visit. The Freedom Trail in Boston made a huge impact on me. I was there once and only in the city
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I lived for about five years in New London and then in New Haven. My first Partner and I spent weekends exploring the Boston Post Road. It was heaven.
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You surely inspire me to include that in a future trip to your country that I have come to love so much
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