We appear to have found each other just in time for spring. How you made it through 50 years of living without a single soul every strutting down the street with you upon their shoulders is beyond me.
One woman’s travesty is truly another woman’s golden ticket. It’s funny I found you in Amsterdam, everyone else was off doing the things people do in Amsterdam, but me and my trusty ipod embarked upon a treasure hunt, looking for clues and cardigans and there you appeared. I have laid you down upon the bed, I may have to sleep on the floor. It seems a shame to put you on something as crude as a hanger. You are virgin wool after all and must be handled with care.We have a week or so before we get to go home, I felt the right thing to do was buy you a travelling companion, so that sweet little knitted cape should stop you missing home too much. You were after all, side by side in the shop. It seemed a shame to separate you. Wrenching you apart felt like putting one of you in foster care, rest assured my friend, you have found a home for life…
Yours sincerely,
VIRGIN wool, I hope you were gentle and cuddled afterwards. :)
ReplyDeleteI never cuddle, I fall asleep quicker than the average bear!
ReplyDeleteOH! how I miss wearing coats. I have the best coats! But never ever EVER is it cold enough here to wear them. And yet, I still can't part with them. sigh.
ReplyDeleteThe trade off...I get to wear unpractical high heels here in sunny town.
I have the same problem as peewee - minus the high heels though. Thanks for sharing :) Be good to your new cosy friends! *s*
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