Any excuse...

Am I the only one who literally cannot resist popping into charity shops? especially if they are 'little old ones' where things are cheap/unpriced and you have to root around!


My mummy picked me up from a training day today as it was in a funny place which would have been difficult to get to by public transport (yes, I am spoilt rotten) and said she had discovered a great little charity shop just round the corner... 15 minutes later I emerged with a hand crocheted granny blanket, a yellow top with a bow (still with tags on), 'the best of jackie' which i wanted when it hit the shops a few christmases ago but didnt want to pay full price for, two yellow stripey pillowcases for my princess and the pea bedding 'project' , a vintage tape measure (the old man serving me really did not get why I didnt want the brand new one they had which 'also has centimetres on it'!), a vintage jam jar lid (i have a collection of these on a cake stand in my kitchen), and a twee little cow sugar bowl which is exactly the same as one that was in the kitchen when I was a little girl. I had completely forgotten about it but recognised it instantly when I saw it.

oh how i love tat...