Picking up housey things in a colourful thrift shop
Hello, I hope this post finds everyone really happy and good. Today has been a lovely day and in a way has been quite spontaneous, as all the best days seem to be. I’m writing this post in a cafe in Stoke Station whilst I wait for my train. They’re playing The 1975 songs on repeat, so whoever picked the playlist at Gourmet today, my hat goes off to you. I thought I’d blog here, partly because I was three minutes late for my train home and so have to wait another hour (oh dear) but also because I’ve found today surprisingly inspiring. So my day started as usual, breakfast, a bath or shower and then whatever the plan is. Today it meant catching the train to Stoke and then getting the train to Hanley to meet my Mum. She’d had a dental appointment and we’d agreed to meet here to browse the shops, have a snack and then she’d go to Moddershall to meet her friend. I browsed the shops, not really wanting to buy anything more for the looking and shortly after ...