There's a shop in the little dorp* of Howick that we visit every month or two, called Back in Time.
We daren't go more often because our house just isn't big enough to cope with all the "junk" we cart home with us.
It is a sprawling double story building with many rooms surrounding a courtyard and each room is filled to the brim with curiosities.
From weathered whale vertebra to buck horns, hyena trophies and zebra hides...
Metal trunks and farm impliments in various stages of decay........
Rusty "everythings" hidden in boxes under tables laden with antique silver and old china....
Beautiful old furniture and bouquets of golf clubs.
On the way out there are tiny shops selling patterned gourds....
Handwoven rugs and animals.......
Baskets, books, beads and artefacts.
I mentioned one of these shops in another post, here....but much to our disappointment it had gone so I never did get a chance to ask about the sexy red underwear.
*Dorp - afrikaans word for small town.
*Dorp - afrikaans word for small town.
