Question: Where do Chimney-Pots go when they Retire? 

Answer: They go to a rehoming centre aka a salvage yard.


Anyone who loves rummaging around through mountains of Victoriana would think they’d died and gone to heaven in this salvage yard we visited recently.

We were looking for an old, but perfectly formed, chimney pot to use as a planter in the garden.

Talk about being spoiled for choice!!!!!

More Treasures Victorian Salvage yard

Waiting to be Re-Homed ©HelenBushe


Knife-sharpener anyone? Mangle? I can just about imagine these things being used (though they do pre-date me by a quite a few decades).

A Mangle & a Knife-Sharpener Victorian salvage yard

A Knife-Sharpener and a Mangle ©HelenBushe


This is a small corner of the yard . The whole place must have been the size of a football pitch:

Roofing Materials and an Old Bath Victorian Salvage yard

Roofing Materials and an Old Bath ©HelenBushe


Another corner:

Slates salvage yard Victorian roof

Crates of Slates ©HelenBushe


I think this area might be the Bargain Basement:

Assorted Clutter salvage yard Victorian

Assorted Victoriana ©HelenBushe


After great deliberation we selected this chimney-pot. 

Chimney-Pot salvage yard Victorian

Our Chimney-Pot ©HelenBushe


It’s now in our garden and planted with pansies. It looks very nice indeed.




kerlund74 · March 13, 2017 at 16:08

Wow, so cool:-) Great treasure!

    HMB · March 13, 2017 at 17:36

    Thanks for stopping by

Leah · March 12, 2017 at 01:09

Such treasures! The chimney pots; I wish I could have a few of those in my garden! What a wonderful display of historic artifacts.

    HMB · March 14, 2017 at 10:11

    Thanks Leah. I was so pleased to discover this place. And Sheila and I agreed on the exact same chimney pot for garden! I’m looking for an excuse to go back.

Joanne Sisco · March 8, 2017 at 22:10

You should have included an “after” photo with your planted flowers 🙂

I’ve never heard the expression “re-homed” before, but I really like it.

    HMB · March 8, 2017 at 22:14

    Yes, As soon as the pansies grow a bit I will. At the moment they don’t stick up above the top of the chimney-pot. Thanks for stopping by. Im engrossed in your blog right now. But will have to switch off iPad as it’s sleep-time for me in UK.

      Joanne Sisco · March 8, 2017 at 22:20

      It’s a wee bit late on your end! Good night. Thanks so much for visiting.
      I need to spend more time on your end too 🙂

elleturner4 · March 8, 2017 at 20:17

Very pretty chimney pot but not like the Barcelona pots eh!

    HMB · March 8, 2017 at 20:29

    Ha! No, Victorians didn’t much go for Mediterranean excesses! Queenie would not have been amused…….or would she?

Arkenaten · March 7, 2017 at 19:27

Simply wow! Where is this, Helen?

    HMB · March 7, 2017 at 19:50

    It’s in Preston, Lancashire. I love this place. So pleased you do too.

      Arkenaten · March 7, 2017 at 19:54

      When I was a kid we lived down south in a small town called Ramsey for a year or two.
      My dad used to haunt the local markets/auction houses and often came home with some weird and wonderful tool or ancient piece of equipment found among a box of junk.

        HMB · March 7, 2017 at 19:59

        Your dad would have loved this salvage yard!

          Arkenaten · March 7, 2017 at 20:03

          Well, they now live in Chester and are well and truly retired, Dad’s 82, but I would agree with you, it might just be right up his ally!

          HMB · March 7, 2017 at 20:08

          Chester is lovely place.

          Arkenaten · March 7, 2017 at 20:10

          Indeed it is. My teenage years were spent there. And it was from there I embarked on my 12 month South African Odyssey that, to date, has lasted 35 years!

          HMB · March 7, 2017 at 20:11

          35-years? Just passing through then.

          Arkenaten · March 7, 2017 at 20:22

          Indeed! It was originally a 12 month contract with a hairdressing salon in the Carlton Centre in Johannesburg.
          Come the 9th month I had already committed to a 7 month contract around Scandinavia aboard a cruise liner.
          Then, in the 10th month, ”she” walked into the salon for a haircut and the rest, as they say, is history.

          HMB · March 7, 2017 at 20:37

          How lovely. Kindest regards to you both.

Hugh's Views and News · March 7, 2017 at 09:51

I remember my Grandmother using a mangle. My mother also had one but it was actually attached to a twin tub washing machine. Nice memories, Helen. Glad you found your plant pot.

    HMB · March 7, 2017 at 19:52

    Oh yes, my grandmother had one in her wash-house. And my mother had one on a single tub Hoover washing machine. We called it a wringer. Thanks for looking and commenting.

bushboy · March 7, 2017 at 02:06

That is a place I just love to rummage around. Was the chimney pot expensive? The one you chose is a fine chimney pot indeed 🙂

    HMB · March 7, 2017 at 06:36

    Thanks bushboy. Our chimney pot was £75. Expensive enough!

      bushboy · March 7, 2017 at 08:04

      Yes expensive enough but the pansys will love it

Laurie Graves · March 6, 2017 at 22:15

Holy guacamole! And what a handsome one you chose.

    HMB · March 8, 2017 at 20:32

    Holy Guacamole just about sums up this place. Thanks for commenting with such gusto

      Laurie Graves · March 9, 2017 at 14:20

      My pleasure!

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