After a couple of hours lost in this technicolour dream, rendered centime-less and crumbling under the weight, I emerge with two huge bags pulling heavily on my shoulders as the trip home promises to be rather painful. Note to self: must take a shopping trolley next time. I certainly would have liked to have purchased a lot more, still, I feel high and content.
Here is a peak at some of the gorgeous cloth I brought back. I absolutely fell in love with this colourful hand-printed cogs pattern on heavy cotton. I can't wait to put it, er... everywhere, got lots of it.
Some cheap and cheerful lightweight cotton for Zak's bedroom cushions. Some raw linen as well, always useful:
This midweight floral print arose my senses with its candid and colourful design, and its almost shimmering appearance:
I love this playful Mexican motif, which will be perfect for some small chairs that have been awaiting my attention:
To top it all up, I received this pair of tailors' shears from my in-laws at Christmas, which will make dealing with these beauties much easier. Yes! They are left-hand scissors, my first ever pair. Might I cut straight and with ease from now on?...
