Save The Children

It’s a pity this store isn’t open on Saturdays but as it is purely run by volunteers, I can understand why. So on my day off I decided to come here to hunt for some 80s clothes for an 80s party. I was caught in a rain storm and walked in rather drowned but the staff were so helpful and made me feel at home! I bought a great gold jacket and some retro earrings and wish I could have stayed longer to hunt for more interesting clothes but I had to go home and get changed before I caught a cold!

Isn’t it great when you hunt through shelves and shelves of musty old clothes at a charity shop and finally, magically, unearth something truly wonderful? Well unfortunately that’s never happened at this particular branch of Save the Children. In my experience the clothes have always been the wrong side of granny chic. But it’s the jumbled bric-​à-​brac treasure cave at the back of the store that’s my favourite part. I love old things, so I just adore rummaging through the old tea sets, glasses, bowls and other random bits and bobs. The other day I picked up an old, discoloured glass bottle hand painted with flowers. I don’t really know why. I have no need for it. I just thought it looked cool, and now it sits inexplicably in pride of place on my dining table. The $ 2 CD pile is always worth a look through, too — especially because the other day I went in there, not looking for anything in particular, and right there, right on top of the pile of CDs, staring me in the face, was a CD I’d been searching for the day before on the Internet. Magic? Maybe.