A heavenly find

Hi you.

In a post last week I discussed the idea of 'shopping at home'. But, for today's post, I thought I'd put on my winter coat, cross the doorstep, brave the late October air and show you something I bought whilst shopping a few hundred metres from home instead:

I found her in her original box: ... for 75p, on the shelf of my local charity shop.

Despite spending much of this year trawling the second-hand shops, carboot sales and collectors fairs of any town we've passed through, until a fortnight ago I'd never bothered to seek treasures the charity shop in the town square I can just about see from my bedroom window.

Perverse. I know.

But now that I've broken my duck there [metaphorically speaking] I can see it being added to the list of 'must do' things in the square, right along-side scooping up a necessary vanilla slice and having my buns pinched [which is not quite as bad as it sounds ...].

Because, if there's a chance of picking up anything nearly as cute as she: Then how could I risk missing out?

To my eyes and in her own kitschy blue-eyeshadow way - she's a beauty:
And she makes me grateful that, for the effort of brisk 5 minute walk uphill, I can be rewarded with cream cakes, fresh bread and the occasional kitschy Christmas cutie!

How about you? What treats await you just over your doorstep?

Julie :-)