Mum has this thing for brown Temuka pottery. Today Butterflies (op shop, not insect) presented me with a gorgeous $2 Temuka milk jug. At first it was going to be gifted to mother, but I really like it. Unsure why I need a milk jug. Also unsure if it is normal and healthy to form an attachment to said milk jug so hastily. Perhaps am being promiscuous with affection to crockery. But guys, I do rather like this milk jug. Sorry Mum.
Whilst in Butterflies I bumped into Penny Rose on her daily op shop jaunt. It is lovely to know someone as more than an internet construct. I fell upon Polkadots and Spinning Tops through wistful Googling of Dunedin Op Shop reviews. Cannot underestimate how keen I was to be a hip student. Now I casually bump into the author of said blog on op shop missions as a student. What pleasant circles life operates in.