New 1960s bag - ta, chazza!
Last weekend was the other one per cent.
I nearly, very nearly, left this 1960s leather (fake-snake) bag by Eros on the shelf as I don't really need an evening bag of any sort, and it's a little too small to hold all my work-day gubbins. However, boxy bags seem to be becoming rarer, and I really liked it, and it was only £6, so I bought it anyhow. After all, who knows when I might need one, and then I'll be glad I've got this. The bag has clearly been used, as there's a little wear on the bottom and the swing-out hinges on the chain handle, but whoever owned it obviously was proud of it and looked after it, as she kept the original tag inside.
It's debatable which of us had the better day's haul. I got my Midwinter plates and 60s bag, whereas Mr Robot got a set of plates (we are horribly addicted to dinnerware) and a little silver-and-glass jam pot. Then he had his big find. We do try to be restrained in our acquisitions because our house, the kitchen in particular, is so small, but as soon as I spotted this set of carved wooden salad bowls, I knew he'd want them. His face lit up when he saw them! They're not exactly small, but when something is this perfect, how can you leave it behind? They're really very us: wooden salad bowls are very midcentury, but the carving looks East Asian and fits in with the general 'Victorian Traveller' style of most of our home, and the fact they were only £6.50 appealed to our cheapskate side.
*Top tip: don't use Wensleydale cheese for cheese and pineapple hedgehog. It's too crumbly.