Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Off my trolley
The Bronte Tram in Waverley isn't on my regular list of haunts, not because it isn't lovely but because of its location. I think that's going to change after picking up this metal trolley.
It's the perfect dumping spot for keys and mail in the hallway and has provided a place for the family straw hats that we grab on our way to the beach (clearly they're going to be there for a while).
Make no mistake, it's not artifically distressed. It was FILTHY, which I didn't even notice when I bought it as the dirt blended in so well. Luckily there was a break in the weather as after scrubbing it on the deck I took it into the garden to hose all the muck off. It was either that or putting it under the shower, and what's the bet the Husband or Child would have come home unexpectedly at exactly that time.
After towelling it down, I even used the hairdryer on it to completely dry it. So it may be distressed but it's also really rather pampered.