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Published September 5th 2013
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So, if any of my friends or family were to describe my demeanor to you, they would literally list these things: tea pots, tea cups, cake stands, vintage/historical objects and anything that has a quilt of difference covering it. I like normal things that have been thrown in to a black hole of obscurity. Yes, I like tea pots. But not just any old tea pots. I like them decorated, drenched with colours and perhaps a flamingo for a handle.
Driving along the country roads to Serpentine Dam with my parents who are fresh in Perth from England, we came across a jem in the forrest. My shop of dreams. "Necessiteas" is a necessity for those with passions like mine. It's beautifully cluttered with Chinese dressing gowns, homemade soaps, teas and china. Chunky knit cardigans with shimmering beads are draped along the walls. Such a cosy, cute nest of things.
For five minutes in Alice in Wonderland, this is your place. Greeted with a hearty reception and cool jazz music lining the atmosphere, it's a perfect combination. A small shop of something a bit different.