Time:- 11amish
Place:- S.V.P. Charity Shop
Between:- Two of the ladies working there.
It went like this...
Lady A :- 'Oh, look at this plate, it's beautiful'
Lady B :- 'Oh yes, lovely'
Lady A :- 'I love Plates, I mean really love them. As far back to when I was a young girl, I loved them.
Just Plates, I don't know what it is about them? I just love them...always have'
Lady B :- 'lovely'
Lady A :- 'Well anyway this plate is gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous now'
Lady As gaze at this point is in Remembrance, a moment with silence, a moment with the love felt. Also a silent salute and acknowledgement to the Plate, of which I share Lady As passion.
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LOL! Brilliant! I can just imagine...
And I too love plates. More, in fact, than... *peers over shoulder guiltily and whispers loudly*...shoes! Or bags! *gasps*
Those last few in particular...
I have started to change the way I shop a little, for instance, instead of going for the same things ya know, like dresses, then tops then a glance around then exit...now it's more like books, find sooooo many strange and wonderful ones, then the crockery, my oh my, sometimes i save that part 'till last, like the dessert of second-hand shopping!
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