Tuesday, October 26, 2010

We don't always know the reasons

Last Sunday I went to the local community fair. It was raining and extremely cold, so the walk - and the fact I was meeting my partner who was manning an anti-development stall - were the main reasons I was exercising my boots.

On may way I stopped at the local thrift shops but there was nothing there for me.

The fair, I figured, would not offer more than fried food and incense, so imagine my squealing pleasure when I walked past a community information store that had a table of jumble for sale. The two older ladies who ran the store were having sausage sandwiches and a cup of tea.

And then I spotted her.

She's leather and some kind of indescribable fuzzy but remarkably soft acrylic.

For four dollars.


  1. OMG! What an amazing bag!

    It's lovely. The design, the print... and that price! Lucky you. :)

  2. Thank you both! The bag is in service and brings much wearing pleasure. Apologies for missing your comments - I've been a disorganised rabbit these past few days. Normal transmission has been resumed.