A Bee in my Bonnet

Yes, tis true, I have a Bee in my Bonnet.

Well, I don't actually have a bee in my bonnet, truth be told I don't even have a bonnet. I do have a beret though (there is no bee in that either before you ask).

Once, my mum had a bee in her blouse. She had to rip it right open to release the bee. This all occurred in the Cooperative supermarket at the bottom of our road.

I don't remember much from my seventh year but this memory remains very clear.....

Anyway, back to me and my bee if we may.

My bee is charity shop donations/ donors. As you know, I volunteer at a local shop and I have to tell you that I am shocked by the contents in some of the bags we receive through the door.

Sometimes, more times than you would believe, we receive a bag of rubbish. Honestly, it will be just domestic waste. Packaging, old papers and bills. Broken toys or ornaments.

Do people think that we could sell this or that we are all highly talented restorers of all things damaged.

The thing is this, the charity shop has to pay to have the rubbish removed but it is free to use ones local dump....know what I mean.

I really wish that there could be some sort of TV campaign that would outline the charity donations do's and dont's. I think the obvious rule is 'would you buy it?'.

Anyway, I will stop my bee buzzing for now and share some back room pics of  my charity shop.

The rag corner. All destined for the ragman.

Bags!

Bric a brac

Electrical. Waiting to be PAT tested

Shoes.

What do you think?

It is pretty bad on these pics truth be told, post Christmas clear outs have lead to a huge amount of donations. It is very much a case of 'shoveling snow whilst it is still snowing'.

I have decided to do a new regular (ahem) post about the charity shop. It will be a lot more interesting than this one, don't panic.

It is going to be a 'look what I could have had' kind of thing.

During my day at the shop I will take pics of things that are rather tempting, maybe valuable or just plain interesting and share them with you on this here blog.

I am well aware that this could lead to a "could you get that for me" situation and I will, if that situation occurs, do my very best.

Today I am to be a Busy Miss Lizzy. I have a very important day tomorrow, I will report all at some point. It is such an important day that I actually had my eye brows threaded last night....Blimey!!

Tell you a little secret, don't tell Mr Betty I told you.

The nice lady eye brow threader said that Mr Bettys eyebrows were unruly so guess what...Yes! you guessed correctly, Mr Betty had a bitta eye brow threading too. Hilarious, you should have heard the groaning during, and for approximately 2 hours after. Never again.

Anyhows, that is all for now, must plough on.

Thanks for reading. x