So here's the lowdown. I was mooching about in a little oppie close to my house which, 9 times out of 10, brings no joy whatsoever, when a dusty grey lozenge of polaroid goodness leapt out of the pile of dog eared mills and boon novels bellowing, "pick me, pick me." Seven dollars later and she was mine with dinky carry case and instruction manual to boot.
I was so happy I even bought the knot-headed My Little Pony with the felt-tip mustachios that the little person thrust on the counter in a last-ditch attempt to bring it home, (she's showing him to you in the first photo but he was travelling faster than the speed of light and thus evaded my camera).
Making stuff for Kristy's shop and lots of other new things for the Christmas market too! Must fly, have a date with a manual which will be so technical that I will have to pass it along to the Frenchman to absorb whilst I read a magazine.
Are you well? xx