A look into the life of a brocanteur...

  • Cuddling

    First I always write my story with a fountain pen on paper. It's stuck between the ears, but otherwise it won't work. Only then will I type it out....
  • To write

    Posted 7/14/2020 Through Cobie van Helden The new edition of the beautiful magazine 'Enjoy Brocante' is out again. And as always lately, there...
  • I can not resist

    No flea market for a while, that's what I wanted. may sound crazy for a vintage lover like me... As much as I enjoy my job, after a very busy perio...
  • Secret

    She taught me how to bake real Limburg pies, my mother-in-law. The tricks of the trade, which make a tasty pie even tastier. She gave me all her re...
  • Back to purchasing and no open days

    Now that the corona rules have been relaxed and so much more is allowed, it is time for me to get out of my comfort zone. Be cautious about purchas...
  • Balance

    How I enjoy this weather. Wonderful to 'live' in the garden. In the morning in the sun and in the afternoon in the shade under the walnut tree....
  • Sadness and happiness

    I want to write about the wonderful weather, about the beautiful rose with a diameter of no less than 15 cm, about the blooming peonies, which I th...
  • Awaken

    The world around me is awakening... Hordes of cyclists are passing by again, whole groups of walkers and the one and a half meter rule seems to be ...
  • Moments of enjoyment

    After about two months of being mostly at home, little has changed. Society is relaxing, but if someone in your family belongs to the risk group, n...
  • Quiet

    If I quickly go shopping in the supermarket, a shopping cart is first disinfected for me. When I'm inside it's quiet. There are about five other pe...
  • Distraction

    They are over again, the Open Days. This time just on my website. I was a bit dreading it. So many products on my website at once, does that work f...
  • And yet spring is coming

    It's quiet around me, so quiet... And I love the silence so much, but this silence is different. This is an eerie silence and it seems as if life s...