Last Weekend's Owls

I did manage last weekend to drag myself out of bed to go to the Salvation Army 'Shabby Chic' sale on Saturday morning. The large, hanger like Salvation Army Store on Glasgow's Dumbarton Road is rightly an institution. It is in my opinion the best charity shop in the city. For starters it is huge, it therefore has a vast turnover of stock and it always, always has a fair pricing system. The staff have been the same for years and are lovely, and its the one Charity shop I let my kiddos run around in unhindered by buggies. There is a great buzz about the place.

They do hold specific sales every so often, the last one was a 'Geek Sale', for that read Dr Who, Star Wars etc memorabilia. Some of these sales are auctions and others like the 'Shabby Chic' one are first come first served. They also fill one of the huge windows with a display of what they will sell, so you can set your heart on something and attempt to secure it on the day. I had spied a kitsch owl print with four owls that my wee one had already identified as the four of us. It wasn't a terribly valuable thing so I reckoned I would take my chances.

The sale started at 10am and I got down there at 9.30am, already there were 30 people in front of me. I could hear people talking about the things they had set their hearts on. One woman in front of me was desperate for a 1930's mirror that reminded her of her grandmothers, another wanted the pink retro fringed standard lamp for her living room.

Eventually the doors opened and a very polite sort of scrum ensued. The owls were nowhere to be seen, but I consoled myself with a beautiful tile mirror with an owl and a pussy cat at each side, a bargain at £5. Then when I went to have a final look in the window and I spied my print propped against a table. Delighted I scooped it up and paid for the two of them. After closer examination I just love the mirror, its a wee bit 1950's and goes perfectly with my Tretchikoff print. And the four owls, well they are actually all the way from Kampala (Framing details on the back) and now hang above our breakfast bar.

The lady got her 1930's mirror, and she had tears in her eyes as she hugged it to herself in delight.

{I have so many posts I want to do but of late I have had little time or energy. We all had a horrible vomiting bug at the end of the Easter hols and with being back at work this week, school and nursery we are all playing catch up. More to follow!}