I went out today to treasure hunt i.e. poke around in a charity shop or two in search of interesting books or maybe even some yarn. The two charity shops I visited didn't have anything I would class as treasure, though I did buy a little teddy to dress.
So I went into the little shop next door to Oxfam which sells some yarn, some haberdashery and dance clothes. It had yarn I hadn't seen before, including Sprinkles, Elle Heathermix and various spot & striping baby yarns. After much dithering I succumbed to two balls of James C Brett Rio.
I bought some Rio last year in the purples colourway (or as I call it, The Most Beautiful Yarn in the World. Despite this plunder I was still disappointed so moved on to the Recycling Centre.
This is a warehouse full of stuff - it's like a giant ongoing jumble sale with amazing things. The last time I visited it had a glut of organs, today it had a glut of pianos. Most of the space is given over to donated furniture with a small section turned into a bric a brac shop with some adjacent bookcases full of randomly shelved books. I've have got some great buys from the Recycling Centre in the past including much wool, a bag of roving (of course I don't spin), my lovely sofa, several bookcases and my footstool.
Today I got this treasure for the princely sum of Â£1. The white ball is Peter Pan3 plyy, the tan is nameless DK and the two cones are James C Brett, both 4 ply. The Pastelle cone is unused, 340g. The photo doesn't do justice to its shades, which are white, several shades of grey, black and a dusky pink. The pink one is called Shimmer and has a slightly fluffy lurex type thread running through which is a bit darker. I bought another footstool as well, this one opens up and I thought it would be handy to have a bit of extra storage in the living room. Plus David keeps monopolising the footstool I already have.
Despite the fact I was already carrying Too Much, I went into Poundstretcher as part of my ongoing campaign searching out suitable stash storage boxes. Again, there was dithering over which size to get, but I plumped for the one which would hold the stuff I'd already bought. Cunning, eh? Considering I was getting the bus home. There were also plastic, lidded CD storage boxes about 18 inches long which looked ideal for storing knitting needles; one of them came home with me as well. I did resist the Penguin with the Chocolate Poo, though. There are already Too Many Penguins residing in this flat.
I haven't made a very good job of arranging this post & its pictures, just too tired to fiddle around with it.