Opening fixture of the 2013 season: a rather quiet and under-subscribed affair at the Methodist Church in Stanford Avenue, and a gentle way to introduce my Canadian friend to the joys of the English jumble sale. She threw herself into the spirit of things and came out with a bagful of jumpers, T-shirts, skirts and assorted items; I was less lucky, at least in terms of items for myself. A selection of clothes for friends: Monsoon spotted halterneck dress, chiffon with ruffles down the front (size 10); M&S circle-skirt linen dress, quite ’50s once on and would work well with a thick black belt (size 16, but a big M&S 16); rather sassy tweedy pencil skirt (an old 16, more a tight 14 by today’s standards). Lucy, I think the skirt will fit you. If no takers, all good collaterol for the next clothes-swap party.
Even less excitingly but at least usefully and a little more colourfully, I also came away with a Craghoppers base layer for walking/cycling/outdoors activities; a dark blue tie-front shrug-thing; a black Asda cardigan; a brand-new grey waistcoat for one of my bandmates; plus a rather dubious New Balance anorak (half a shell suit! Did not buy the trousers…) for running in, which may these days count as retro. Oh, and a spotted silk headscarf. Forgive me my minorly psychedelic colour-tints to these pictures, but they really were rather dull and dreary otherwise.