However, just in case I picked another bunch of freesias to keep the HD3QBEM happy while I go to work. Aren't they beautiful? Can you smell them?
This afternoon I went browsing at the Vintage Textile Fair. How come textiles from my childhood are vintage? I'm not that old!!
There were acres of vintage sewing patterns (not tempting),several tables with fabrics (tempting but resisted), a stall of hats (I tried on one or two), lovely linens (imagine the laundry), clothes from several decades (including some in that dreadful crimplene fabric - remember that?) and furs! One beautiful rich brown fox fur shoulder stole. I could see that attached to the hood of a thick woollen winter jacket. I checked the length, the look and the price. But good sense prevailed. Can you imagine the cold frowns and dark looks from the animal protectionist lobby? I would be too afraid to venture out:-(