The sun has goneth from the my southerly UK location.
Only behind some cloud, granted, but I can no longer feel it on my face.
After basking in fairly high temps and slapping on factor 1 million suncream a few weeks back, we are back to coolness and rain, rain, rain, or at least the malingering threat of rain. Ho hum.
But, I am not giving up on Summer. I refuse.
I snaffled this delightful cotton blouse at a local jumble. I danced the Jumble Boogie with aplomb, grabbing anything I remotely liked the look of and, laden, retreating to a corner to sort through it.
It set me back 40 of your finest pence.
I teamed it with this corker from Acorn & Will which costs a bargainous £3.50 plus postage. I love the soft green colour and it resembles a Bakelite brooch I have seen around the webular. But for a tenth of the cost.
See how I smile at such barganiousness! (*i made this word up)
It has not been cold enough for tights or brogues, but I still wanted some warmth.
Enter a brown wool skirt and white sandals.
And, what be that in my there hand? Why, could it be a new hand bag? That cost me £1 from an elderly couple at a car-boot? Who told me they have had it since they married in the late 40's?
Why yes. Yes it is.
I spy a Woo in the picture!
It smells of old leather and slightly of shed. Which I happen to love. I adore the fact it has a metal zip, it is big enough for all my needs - including a rather hefty book - and the handle is worn, but sturdy.
Gawd bless them elders!