Rain pelted down and the icy wind played a stormy symphony on the iron roofsheets, but Saturday's verandah sale proceeded inside our home. We put out some bric-a-brac and a clothes rail on the "stoep" and tied colourful scarves to the Edwardian woodwork to create atmosphere in the grey of the morning.
Mireille came early to ask whether the show would go on. She left to have coffee at one of our
popular Richmond Hill eateries and returned later with friends in tow.11:00 sharp the first customer arrivied. It was Melanie and she selected some sassy items. When the rained stopped, we posed outside with her newly acquired polka-dot dress.
I am wearing a grey felt hat. My "old rose" pink jersey is a home-knitted job that I found on a "cheapie" rail
in one of my favourite charity "haunts". Two very old brooches that I bought many moons ago are pinned
strategically on flaws in the front panel of the (20-year-old?) jersey. You can glimpse my 80's "ou-tannie"
trilobal dress underneath.
My longstanding customer, Bongiwe (refer: Early bird catches the worm post), sent her friends to browse.
Sisters Esther and Edina Shaidi walked off with a couple of lovely items. Here they pose with my green and black retro dress and off-white 60's handbag (made in Argentina).
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