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9:27 p.m. - 2009-04-26 But no. Our sale was quite nice this weekend. We made roughly USD 90 which we split with the church. We got rid of loads of stuff. I culled my vintage lingerie collection and was surprised at what sold. But that sax-say pjs did not sell. I binned them. Sold tons of the Archie McPhee surprise box things. A few things were binned and really we are only left with a (non-electric) teakettle and a candle holder. The festival was nice. What did I call it last year? The Rabbit Festival? At any rate you know how I go on about my horrible art. Well I entered it (Sort of) into a contest. It was an auction. I was rahther proud of it until I saw all of the others. Mine looked scrawled by an eighteen-month-old. Biba concurrently warmed and broke my heart by scrawling her name on the auction sheet my mine. I didn't actually go to see if anyone else bid on it but I'm known enough that I can call to see if it sold or not and they've probably gathered that Biba wanted to buy her mum's art. That was totally incoherent! But I did have two Tuaca sidecars and some white wine. Oh and it was Totally Bloody Hot this weekend as well. Where was Spring, I ask? I am wearing a home dress that is totally indecent! But I am cool. I really ought to dig out my Summer clothing. Now I have to sew those petals onto Biba' vest (waistcoat vest, not vest vest) toute de suite! 2 comments
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