Yesterday I nipped for coffee with a friend and on the way home hit up the charity shops on my regular know-it-like-the-back-of-my-hand route. As I entered the last charity shop I spotted a gorgeous leather satchel. My beady eyes honed on it and I quickly but not over enthusiastically made my way toward the rails it was hanging on. I saw a woman watching me, I could feel her. So, I’m la-la-la-ing in my head, pretending not to be too excited by my find. I slowly pull the strap out over the other bags on the rail and down over the body of the bags (umm why do they store them that way?) to check the price and get a good look at it. Without noticing I’d set into motion some kind of Indiana Jones type boulder and once the bag was free and in my hands the entire contents of a toy shelf above came whooshing down on top of me. Seriously a whole shelf – a fluffy bunny, two wooden dominoes sets, Screwball bloody Scramble and several jigsaws.
Whilst I had my back turned and the staff were helping me up, the minx of a woman who had been watching me eyeing up the satchel must have spotted the bag on the floor, nipped in and took it. If I’d seen her in action I may have screamed ‘HEY, WHAT ABOUT THE THRIFTING SISTERHOOD?’ but I was too busy trying to get a demonic looking fluffy bunny to sit on a shelf next to a 1000 piece jigsaw of Leeds Castle. Once finished there I bent back down to pick up my find but it was gone, how could this be? Was it the demonic fluffy rabbit? Did it have my almost bag? Before a round of bunny questioning ensued I saw the woman go into the changing rooms but leave the satchel and a teapot on a chair outside. So I snaffled it up, paid quick smart and practically ran out the door…and I now officially own it. mwuahaha. I may have shouted ‘by the power of Greyskull’ when I got out into the street and waved my bag at the sky. Tres odd.