Indeed they do. But I'm guessing they could also please a highly cerebral powerhouse like mine.So here's some simple things that have cheered up my week...
Little in the way of second hand booty this week, but I did get a couple of pairs of shoes from ebay:
The first pair are just like some I had when I was 3 - minus the heel. The second are rather 60s and I had to have them!
I did pick up this strange object for 79p in Oxfam - It could be a coaster, it has three little tiny stands on the underside. It could also be an unfinished belt buckle or something. I love anything with insects on, so had to have this!
I popped into ASDA (big old Walmart supermarche for my international readers) and found these shorts. They were so sold it took the assistant on the clothes stand quite a while to establish just how much they were, she already looked like she wanted to die so I think I added to her misery. The answer came back as 50p! I had to have them, the pattern is great - take a look at the close up!
No doubt there'll be a post of me wearing them at some point!
Also in ASDA I just had to buy....
For some reason these were in the World Food aisle! They're Irish but have been around for years. They're all gone now by the way...
On Saturday my friend and I went to Westfield shopping centre in London (it's a relative of Fountain Gate, but no Cath and Kim sadly) - despite it being a huge shopping Mecca I only came back with 2 99p nail varnishes! Crazy - but I think I've got to the point where anything that isn't vintage/second hand/thrifted and £2 just isn't of interest.
Here's me eating a terrible cupcake - it really was bad. And my friend Lisa with the enviable hair eating a better one
I'm back at my parents house after 5 weeks house sitting with my boyfriend. I'm very tired and my (well ok I share it) lovely office has been used as a dumping ground for old food wrappers, bank statements and magazines. My room needs dusting and hoovering. Place of my own badly needed.
And I'm really really tired! Did I mention that? and I cut my fringe wonky. AND I've got loads of split ends.
Ho hum... here's some appropriate sickly and pathetic Victorian music (one of my favourite kinds)
(oh and I didn't poo actually on the floor of the dressing room, though I have been tempted to similar acts in other jobs)