Wednesday, 25 February 2009

Fleeing toot sweet

Thank you a A thrifty Mrs for reminding me this morning of a trip to my local Charadee shop.

You must go and look at her blog as its filled with great ideas, your gunna love it.



Funny A Thrifty should mention this [no, you have to read her post after mine] because as i wandered into the local Hospice shop recently i found pure delishness, i was lucky that day to see that Miss Lovely was on duty, i don't venture in when Mrs Nasty is manning the shop.....*Shiver* [she scares the life outta me]. I rooting about, as is my want, when i happened upon the box of delights called *scrap* some joker scrubbed out the "S" titter....inside was a load of needles and crochet hooks etc... heaven.:-) Anyway at the bottom of the box was another smaller box, full of ....swoon..... buttons! So with fear and trepidation i dove in [is dove a real word or is it a bird?]......anyhow, whilst drooling over all this yummieness and snatching a little old ladies hand away, whilst at the same time nobbling her so that she was under no illusion that these were "my buttons" so she better "move along as there is nuffin to see here woman"........ growl....... don't worry its OK Little Old Lady was helped to a chair a bandage and a glass of Chardonnay [we is posh here in Brentwood] by the assistant Miss Nice.
Mrs Nasty's trouble alarm must have been set to maximum, and as she entered i felt the room fall silent and a chill descended all around ...........
the customers held their breath and depositing their goods back where they found them, swiftly left the shop.......... now it was just her and me....... who was gunna win..... Dun Dun Dern ......... well........ she did, on shakily handing over my treasured box of buttons, she bellowed "cant you sort through them and take the ones you want!" "we get a lot of people asking for buttons, i don't like selling a whole box"..... who is this woman! i thought, why cant she just sell me the flummin buttons, why should i have to sort through a box looking for the prize of that "Special" jewel that i have always hunted/scavenged for! I want to look and savour that moment, in my own home with the curtains shut from prying eyes, not in the middle of a crowded shop!!!! :-(

So after giving Mrs Nasty the evil eye i left my box of delights on the counter, muttered under my breath then scuttled off, kicking out at the old feeble man who had dared to cross the threshold while Mrs Nasty Reigned, leaving him in no doubt at my disdain.........

So i never got me buttons :-( ..... Mrs Nasty still resides at the counter ......... Miss nice is now married to the young son of the *old lady* who is actually a multi millionairess! I found this out while reading the headline in the local paper. *Millionairess in Charity shop fight with button Madwoman* Mafia Sons Seek Revenge!!!!!! Eeeek..... Flip..... gotta go ......... now where is me flammin passport.............

13 comments:

claire said...

You loon xxxxx
A lovely loon though :)

dancingonabladeofgrass said...

This gave me a much needed laugh this morning. Thank you Angel.

I was in a charity shop yesterday, I'd just bought a posh Le Creuset frying pan from a kitchen shop and it was wrapped in bubble wrap as I'd declined the plastic carrier. The bloomin' lady in the charity shop tried to sell it to me (I'd laid it on the counter whilst I got me purse out). I said "No fear .. I've just paid £35 for it up the road"

Cor blimey.

thriftymrs said...

LMAO!
As much as I love them Charity shops are such weird places.
Poor buttons.

Country Bliss said...

Mad!!! but funny.
You can get some strange people in charity shops. Shame about the buttons.
Yvonne x

MelMel said...

LOL!!!

Now then thats cheered my day right up...!

Sorry that you had to leave the buttons behind...I've some spare ones off Ollys old pants if you want them....not sre they can be classed as treasure or that they are special enough to sit alone in the dark with.......but there they are-yours if you want them.....*grin*xxxxxxxx

MelMel said...

P.S.....not his unddies....*blush*

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Miss Haversham said...

angel - why have you been hiding your writing talents all these years!!!

Caroline said...

Needed a good laugh this morning!!

Vintage Kitten said...

Your post was hilarious. I had the opposite recently. I wanted to buy the tin the buttons were in, but they wouldnt sell it to me because its where the buttons 'lived'......I suggested that the buttons may like to move and live somewhere else, but nooooo! Three old biddies between me and the tin, I had no chance!

Elaine said...

May I suggest that next time you tell Mrs Nasty that thems is your buttons, and you are gonna have 'em even if you have to duel for 'em.
(BTW, go in armed with a sturdy brolly and a dustbin lid, oh and a crash helmet, that should do the trick)

Love and blessings
xxxxxxxxxxxxx

ps. Today's word is TRADDLES.
Tell Mrs Nasty "traddles" then run fast with the button box under your arm while she tries to work out what you're talking about!

Lajoni said...

lol ...you silly you are....I love CSs except for one thing and thats the smell...oooooooooo poooooey xx

Anonymous said...

this is a very stupid post post.