We will not speak of this weekend's events and the prospect of sitting through the next few years of conservative, mean-hearted politics. Instead I will focus on this weekend's Trash and Treasure which was more weighted towards the second T.
A motherload of vintage knitting patterns for Mum. Still searching for her dream of a set of tortoiseshell size 8 needles.
This pocket Shakespeare was the big girl's choice. We were intrigued by the typo, she has since been muttering lines from Macbeth under her breath. Spelling error or not I call that $5 well spent.
Then there was a posy of scented stock presented by a courtly old man fresh from his garden.
The world is not such a terrible place even if we are now governed by a man with a startling amount of chest hair. Hope your weekend was beautiful. x