D did very well at the West Hoathly jumble sale, without even setting foot inside. We’ll overlook the fact that I made him do a serious wardrobe edit earlier in the week, which has now been almost negated. I found him four shirts (20p each) – maroon brushed cotton button-down; blue City-boy double-cuff; paisley-ish and slightly pyjama-like; striped collarless – plus a thick navy blue fisherman’s jumper which is, according to its label, a Sark (as opposed to a Guernsey or indeed, a jersey). Which is, somehow, rather appropriate-sounding.
Other finds: two large swathes of fabric, £2 and £1.50, one brocade and the other printed cotton, on their way to my mother and grandmother for various upholstery/curtain/soft furnishing applications, plus a pair of green corduroy plus fours/knee-breeches (already given away).