I went into town to fetch Bernette home yesterday afternoon.
I couldn’t wait for a lift. I had to have her. Even though it meant dragging her home on the bus, and dragging lad along with me.
Luckily, there was the added incentive that we could also pick up his birthday parcel from the post office depot, thus killing two birds with one stone. All that remained was to seal the deal with the promise of cake from Patisserie Valerie, and we were off.
The cake deal hinged on the condition that he put up – uncomplainingly – with a stop-off in one or two vintage shops en route.
Well, lad was true to his word and didn’t complain. Much. And I got my vintage shopping fix.
I bought the rather super vintage M&S frock pictured above, from favourite emporium Baklash. It’s another synthetic number, I’m afraid.
On the way to the post office depot I discovered that there is a vast new branch of the Sue Ryder charity shop in Hockley.
So of course, I had to pop in.
So vast was it, and so stuffed with promising stuff of a vintage nature, that I wandered hither and thither in quite a daze, picking up random items and cooing over them distractedly in a kind of vintage-induced trance.
Lad got quite exasperated with me, having by this time had his cake and eaten it (and half of mine, which was frankly disappointing, and not altogether as fresh as it should have been to warrant the not inconsiderable price).
Anyway, suffice to say that by the time I remembered what I was meant to be doing, recovered myself and got to the sewing machine place, it was shut.
So Bernette has had to spend another night away from home.
But I’ll fetch her back tomorrow. ♥
oh no! enjoyed your little story though lol! Know exactly how it feels to try and somehow convince little ones to accompany you vintage treasure hunting! My son has just turned 5 and announced in a very large voice whilst out shopping last week that “I hate vintage”! How could he hurt me so lol!!!???
Lad used to be quite a fan of charity shops, as they usually had a big box of toy cars somewhere on the premises. Ever since he outgrew them I’ve had to resort to
bribesincentives.lol 🙂
That’s too funny! It must have been a great shop. 😀
It was! But a bit expensive. And after buying the frock (£12) and remortgaging the house to buy Patisserie Valerie cakes (just joking!) and wondering how I was going to carry everything home with me, I thought I’d better not get carried away.
I have a hunch the bus ride saved you a lot of money.
Ooo the lure of vintage and the exotic waft of charity shop air is like a drug!…..poor Bernette……she will work extra hard now so you dont abandon her again! Great dress!
It WAS a drug! I swear, I was all-of-a-dither in a way most unlike me! Normally I am a ruthlessly determined, driven, single-minded monomaniac when it comes to vintage-hunting 😉
Lovely find indeed!
I haven’t been to that Sue Ryder shop yet but a friend told me about it. I should get myself on the train to Notts, me thinks!
Oh no, what have I done, mentioning it on here! All those prime articles I mentally bookmarked for next time are at risk of someone actually buying them! Wonder whether I should pop in again today on my way to fetch Bernette – or is it just too risky…
It is so easy to be distracted having so many interesting places to pop-in… I hope you will be able to get back to sewing very soon 🙂
So do I… I must be missing it because I keep waking up all enthused to get making things and then remember I don’t have a machine to make them with and feel all deflated.
Not at all looking forward to breaking the news to lad that a repeat of yesterday afternoon is forthcoming – he will be much harder to win over this time.
😀 it is happening to me as well when biking (or walking). When I go by car I stop next to the shop to arrange everything at once.