Op-Shop Love

I cannot walk past an op-shop* without going in.  It just doesn't happen.  Yesterday's pretext was to look for shoes for my daughter, who is currently wearing her brother's Thomas the Tank Engine sneakers and doesnt have a pair of sandals to her name.  Alas, there were no shoes.

There was, however, this little darling which promised to finally teach me how to crochet after so many years of non-crocheting heartache.

Then this, which is almost TWO INCHES THICK and 
5 years older than I am...

and contains the most delightful frontispiece, which reads:

"The necessity of moving everything in the middle of dressmaking to lay the table is frustrating.  Aim at achieving a well lit comfortable corner where you can carry on where you left off, undisturbed." 


Two things amuse me about this: one, that anyone actually MOVES stuff off the dining table to eat dinner, and two, that it is even remotely possible to carry on sewing undisturbed.   

Meet my dining table (we eat off our knees a lot in this house)

and my constant disturbance...

Oh how I long for the 1964 undisturbed comfortable corner.

But look!  SQUARE SELF-COVERING BUTTONS c1968!  They're the newest!

PLUS this, which is full of absolutely charming designs for your Tiny Tot.

I plan on making mine wear this.  She inherited her mother's thighs....















I ask you:  how could I have possibly left them there?

*Also known as a thrift shop or charity store in places where they call dresses "jumpers".

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