Not MoreTat? Oh Yes!

The Gods of Second-hand bargains are certainly smiling down on me this week. I picked up this frock from my trawl of the town centre charity shops on the way back from the swimming baths this morning.

 Sorry about the poor picture quality from my digital brick camera which I've had since the last century, the bodice is black sequins with a taffeta skirt.

Jean Varon for £5.95? Only in the Black Country! The dress had apparently been hanging in the shop since Monday without a bit of interest.

I left the tags on just in case you thought I was fibbing.

A 1960's size 12 is a contemporary size 8/10 and a perfect fit, hoorah!

I can go for weeks without a sniff of anything good and then out of the blue there's goodies to be found in every shop I visit. I had to come home in the end as I wouldn't have been able to carry anything else.

Two vintage gypsy lady framed prints , a heap of 1950's & 1960's slips (all either tagged or in their original wrappers), suede gloves, leather gloves, 1960's framed patent leather mock croc bag, Mod-ish 1960's Spanish-made desert boots (snaffled by Jon) and vintage biscuit tin.

 A groovy stainless steel 1960's era pendant and polished rock ring

 The most expensive item was the gorgeous black patent leather Kelly bag priced at £4.49. It's suede lined with no maker's mark other than a Made In England tag.

 What kitchen doesn't need a poodle organiser and perpetual calendar? I know mine does.

Here's last night's jumble sale haul. 

Original 1980's leather aviator jacket (are they still in?), Black satin feather trimmed veiled pill box hat, German-made microphone case and a pair of 1960's yellow patent Van-Dal court shoes.

Not a great deal but the inebriated skinheads necking Tennants Super in the queue were worth the 10p admission charge alone. "Yow doe need a f**king jumble sale, you'm wearing a fur coat, you'm f**king loaded, yow am!" (Obviously very impressed with the quality of my £2 Salvation Army vintage faux fur).

They were very helpful, passing tracksuits, nylon football shirts and Nike sportswear that was too small for them, on to Jon, who politely declined.

Don't worry, I do sell a lot of it or there wouldn't be room for us in our house.

There's yet another jumble sale on this evening then we'll be cracking open the globe bar and tucking into home-made pizza. What are you up to? Do tell!