I popped into my favourite junk shop on Saturday and grabbed a whole heap of tat raw materials for some exciting upcycling projects. I can't share these with you yet because I'm working on a top secret project but I'll reveal all when it's done.
I did manage to get this cute alarm clock, which is now sitting on Ruby's nightstand. The theory is that I can set the alarm, and she'll know if it hasn't already gone off, then it's too early to get up! It may work better if she actually sleeps all night in her own bed and stops her nightly stealth invasions of our bed. But if it works, it will be the best quid I ever spent!
This particular house clearance shop is a mine of treasure. It's the sort where you really have to get down and dirty and have a good ferret about. There's no counter as such, so you either have to wander around with arms laden with snaffled goodies, things precariously balanced and bits hanging off every limb like a determined contestant from Crackerjack, else you have to risk it and make a little pile of booty as you go, adding to it and keeping a furtive eye on it before you ask for your prices to be totted up.
On Saturday, I inadvertently picked up a manky looking Christmas wreath in dire need of some love and attention. Embarrassingly, it 'belonged' to another lady who had stashed it on her pile. We exchanged comments about it's potential, had a laugh and of course I handed it back.
The Old Man was flinching in the background, waiting for handbags at dawn - he knows I could put up a cat fight for a scabby, tinselled Christmas wreath IN JULY - but no, I did the right thing.
We got chatting amiably over a bin full of old crusty kitchen utensils; discussed the potential of a badly executed lampshade re-furb; had a hoot over who was the saddest rooting through the scrap metal bins and lo and behold, a lovely new friendship was born.
We swapped cards, and I promised to come and visit her vintage craft stall the next day. I came away happy that I'd met a kindred spirit.
In all seriousness, there's not a lot of opportunity for us grown-ups to strike up new friendships - other than at the school gate or at work. We popped along to the craft fair the next day, and in a freaky-small-world-kinda way, the Old Man bumped into some friends, who were friends with my new friend and everything was lovely.
Her stall was divine, full of vintage china cake stands and handmade cards, we've exchanged texts and will be hooking up soon.
A gorgeous new pal is easily the best thing I've ever picked up in a second-hand store!!
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