Got a bit carried away with lurid patterns and shiny fabrics this week at the jumble sales. The orange paisley granny dress is quite particularly special, in a vile sort of way; the peach satin bolero (nice fastening) is utterly revolting. An Eighties bridesmaid’s shoulder covering? The grey silk shirt with pussy bow has a subtle pattern, the lace top and black chintz jacket do not. I have some vague plans to cut these things up for patchwork, though I may wear the grey shirt.