Thrift

On a scale completely different to the UK, Thrift stores in America-well Bellingham anyway, are huge! Warehouses rather than cosy little high street shops. For a hardened and regular charity shopper such as myself it was quite incredible. I visit my local shops very regularly as you never know what you will find. To do that with shops this size is a considerably longer affair. Charity fun! Weirdly I probably found about the same number of things to take home as I would here, or maybe I was being good as I had to carry them on a plane. 

 The furniture is very cheap and some of it quite good.

 Andy took this and the first photo. Not sure if this sign was outside a thrift store but it fits!

 HUGE!!!

 Helpful colour coordinating. The best charity shop near me for clothes does this and it makes it look so much better than a mish mash of colours, and also, easier to find things.

 I have been to Fort William in Scotland. This jacket had travelled from there somehow. It was lovely soft wool and a gorgeous green, but unfortunately just a bit too big.

 Right hand girl has not got her book. Perhaps left hand girl will read to her.

 I like crochet. I like dolls. I don't like this! What is it anyway? If a doll then it is limited by its shape to being rolled along and babies don't roll.. If a cushion then the doll's face is in your back.

P.J. the cat slept peacefully in this cage in the Humane Society shop. If I lived there I probably would have taken him home.

As it was I couldn't do that, so contented myself with a weird assortment of finds. The suitcase I packed them all in came from Goodwill too, and attracted the attention of Homeland Security, hence this polite notice with my broken lock taped to it with special security tape!