I usually avoid Plymouth city centre like the plague on Saturday but this weekend there was a vintage thing on at the Guildhall so we wandered over to have a look. I’m hoping that any vintage fans aren’t too upset by this but the whole morning did my head in. First of all it was packed. Lots of ladies of a certain age and income bracket with their elbows held high – all the better to give you a nasty shove in the ribs if you were about to get to a stall before them. Then, well I found it a bit expensive. I spent most of the morning picking things up and thinking how much cheaper they would be at a car boot. Mind you, these people have a living to make like anyone else so, if you want the stuff, I suppose you should pay a fair price for it. I found that I didn’t really want it enough. Also, I would have thought that there was a limit to how many chintzy, tea cups anyone needs – especially at £3.50 a pop. Lastly, I found it all a bit – knowing or self referential. Pretentious was the word HOH used. I’m all for re-purposing and frugality and also for promoting crafts but the whole thing seemed to have its head up its bottom as we say up north.
FOW2 had come with us but she left at the first whiff of “In the Mood” from the speakers. (Actually, I quite like In the Mood, especially the version by the chicken) So HOH and I wandered out into Plymouth Town Centre. Man, it’s crazy out there on a Saturday. We though about a quick lunch in MacDonald’s but that looked like a Hieronymous Bosch painting so we gave it a miss. So HOH and I wandered about like two old people at an exhibition about the history of rap or something until FOW2 texted us and we could go home. There comes a time when you are just too old you know and there is no shame in it. At all.
The reason we had agreed to trip out was that FOW2 is awash with money because she turned 18 this week! Hurrah! We are now officially redundant as parents. Until someone wants a lift. Happy Birthday Elle!
Ooooh. Just a ps. Am I the only one still in therapy after the end of Endeavour last week? Good Grief – didn’t see that coming.