
So setting off with only a handful of change, Mr B and I descended upon Brighton car boot sales and flea markets…..
Now I’m not a fan of the smell of second hand shops but I can sniff out a bargain be it slightly pongy or otherwise….and look what treasures we found!
Of course now I shall need to invent a story about how they are a family heirloom and how Great Uncle Bernard caught them whilst researching botany in the Cooks……or shall I be related to Darwin?……Oh the dinner party fun that can can be had with these beauties!
Love
Mrs B X