Well, if you read my last post (and why wouldn't you, hmmm, HMMMM?) then you will know I have been suffering with horrible flueyness for the past few days. Well today I actually left the house.
Spurred on by the need for stronger drugs and the cats yowling for biscuits I bravely removed my pyjamas, donned some outdoors wear and ventured out into the wilds of Hackney.
I did have a bit of a wobble on the way, I hadn't realised how hot it was today and had to spend a good five minutes leaning over the freezers in Marks and Sparks, but after that I was fine, and managed to buy the items I needed and make a little foray into the local charity shop.
It seems the universe decided to reward me for such a valiant act and placed this little beauty in the shop:
Mmmmm, lates 50s/60s Del Boy-esque mirrory loveliness:
It is hard to see, you will have to click it, but it has a sort of willow tree thing etched on it. Also, in this photo there is some sort of limpid pool into another world thing going on. I haven't tried travelling through it yet, but when I have I'll be certain to report back.
I also picked up a very pretty silk (or silk-alike) scarf in the perfect colours to match a 30's knit I'm just stitching up. You'll hopefully see more of that in the coming days, unless I get trapped in the mirror world without my laptop.
I'm off to take more flu tablets.