A piece of 'Normal' cake
I removed my stockings in the street.I had to.
One of them was heading downwards anyway. So being fabulously practical I thought I'd do the sensible thing and do the pair, darling.
So...after slipping off one sandal I quickly brought down the offending piece of nylon, then, with another quick flick and drag the other sandal and stocking were off.
It was so funny...
What to do now I said to my mate....Being incredibly resourceful I dropped the pair of rather disappointing stockings into my handbag where they would remain till after I'd been to the Co-Op.
The weather though was gorgeous, all blue brilliance and bird song. I felt like running. But I kept calm and proceeded along the highway in a ladylike manner.
(The Co-Op was cool wherein I purchased mags and papers and skimmed milk, dreadfully dear though.)
Next stop the charity shop where the tall-as-Blackpool-Tower lad was holding the fort. Lovely young lad he is, don't know his name, but his mum works there and he always under charges me, not because he fancies me (I'm old enough to be his nan) but because he can't be bothered about whether the nightie is knee length or maxi. Knee length £1. Max £2:50. (The old dears who volunteer know the exact price of every blooming thing, no short cuts or guessing for them. RIGHT!
More stuff bought: A small made in Cornwall pottery milk churn with a Lucky Piskey on front."Descended from an Ancient race of Celtic Imps, the tiny and mischievous Cornish Piskey will bring good fortune to those lucky enough to set eyes upon him".
50p.
A square blue gingham tablecloth. Makes me feel clean. 75p
A matching Napkin. Will use it as small teacloth for drying delicates like china egg cups.
2 vibrant green square cushions. On one side 'tis writ....Mare and Foal Sanctuary...Kindness. Care & Knowledge. And, inside a neat oval, a black mare and white foal.
I see myself one day riding away. Long silver hair streaming behind me, firm buttocks caressing good leather and my mobile phone chucked:)
oh yes the wild calls.....Geddit?
(By the way bought Good Housekeeping)
My favourite purchase of all? A silver plated teaspoon with a small bird heading the handle. It's been well used on account of the fadedness and lack of shine on the little chirpy chap. But I'll love it anyways:)
Cost? A stomping great £1. That's a lot for that shop.
I think that's about it.
So with bare legs and heart full I danced home. Stopping momentarily to exchange views with a friend about Giant Bonsai ?
Little things matter a great deal. And are priceless too...
And so it was that I discovered, by way of a pal of mine, another name for Victoria Sponges and other plain cakes...
'Normal Cakes'.
If I sat here for a hundred years I'd never come up with something so apt and original.
Out of the mouths of babes... or feisty 11 year olds:)
Thanks M.
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