Friday, 22 June 2007
Secrets and surprises
We bought this bureau for my daughter when we moved here. Looking unloved in the corner of a junk shop I knew that once we'd painted it and cleaned it up a bit it would be perfect for her. It was an instant hit - she loves the pulldown top and hidden compartments. So here she sits toiling over her homework, writing her letters and diary and whatever else she gets up to! There was a time, not so long ago, when I would have been able to open the drawers and letters would have been shown to me, but those days are over with my eldest! A line has been drawn, an unspoken rule has been passed between the two of us, a girl needs her secrets! I'm quite happy to respect this and all the more delighted when she shares things with me, but at what age did this happen, I really can't remember ...
The desk itself has its secrets. My daughter whilst nosing around its little compartments discovered a bracelet and this photo. Previous owners perhaps of this little bureau. Don't they look a happy little bunch. Their names are written on the back - Flora, Doris, Joyce, Iris, Ken and Bella. I wonder where they all are now and what secrets they kept hidden away. I wonder what they got up to on Midsummer's Eve?
My youngest daughter was quite happy just to leave the letters for the fairies to read and happily went to bed having checked that all was in order in the garden but my oldest had invited her best friend round to celebrate. Both of them are huge "I Capture the Castle" fans (yes, I'm sorry, it's that book again) and I think are Cassandras in the making. Clothes and flowers were chosen, buttercup garlands were worn, lavender, marigold and rose petals were thrown around the garden and a fire was lit. Well a fire of sorts - M was out and my bonfire making skills are woefully bad - so in the interest of safety, bowls were filled with petals and floating candles and I was asked to leave the garden! I was told later that things had been written, wishes made and there had been dancing around the candles. They both looked very happy and went to bed with roses and buttercups under their pillows. I was struck by the innocence and beauty of all of this and touched by the fact that for all their growing up and secrecy, it was the simplicity of this that they really enjoyed. How many more years will they want to do this for I wonder?
And yes, I did ask my daughter if I was allowed to share this secret with you all!
Have a lovely weekend.