I'd planned a special car boot sale post for today, took my camera around the field and snapped some crazy stuff but when I took delivery of a parcel from the fabulous Curtise on my return it all went out of the window.
Look at this freaking Bernshaw frock, I'm lost for words over it's amazingness. I can't wait to wear it barefoot at the next Goan beach party.
Curtise has now officially replaced Jarvis Cocker as best person ever to come out of Sheffield (and I've been in love with him for twenty years).
I'm going to have a mid-week beer and a curry in it's honour & try not to spill any down myself.
It's another early start for us tomorrow, a jumble sale, a car boot sale, collecting our latest eBay buy and visiting Dad (who's still in hospital). I still haven't found that ring, I reckon Lakota's right and a Borrower really is wearing it as a tiara.
Have a fantastic evening and see you soon.