The spirits were down so we had coffee. And then the Epilepsy shop made it all okay again. Fabulous items, reasonable prices, steamy changing rooms and witty banter with the volunteers, and we were on our way with three or four pieces each. St Vinnies worked a charm. And they even had one piece in the unusual category that did warrant a twenty dollar price tag (stay tuned). The shop where B—— volunteers, the Mental Illness Fellowship, was great and I even picked up a pair of badmington racquets and a set of shuttlecocks for $4.50 as a pesent for V—— for lending us his car. Lastly and exhaustedly leastly, the MS Op-Shop had some unusual things for fifty percent off. End result: about sixteen or seventeen items for a hundred and fifty dollars. You cannot be unhappy with that. And I even went down the extremely scary second-hand shoes path—eek! Now just have to wash, dry and squeeze all these items into my cupboard, somehow.
And then I went out with the girls for drinks and dinner. It was quite girl themed: Madame Brussel's, Mrs Parma's and Chloe's at Young and Jacksons (well the Cider Bar actually). I have had way too much to drink, far too much to eat and a lot of fun and laughter. Kindest thanks to S—— (give me the go ahead and I will change this to full name if you prefer not to have the anonymity of em dashes), my guest photographer de jour and all the girls for their patience, and mocking laughter, buring the shoot in China Town between venues. End result: Shattered and so looking forward to my bed. Bed. I heart you!
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