Poor ‘bag’ was left on the shelf at the charity auction in Cambridge and didn’t even make the reserve price. But like Cinderella…and with Christmas just a short time away I can surely be excused for drawing on this analogy, she was swept off her feet and purchased later. She may have sulked in the corner for a little while sad and humiliated, her ego bruised but she will now bring a little magic as a Christmas gift!

Now…her ego bruised…or mine? The friend who bought the piece commented about my choice to go in the opposite direction of the accepted norm. Of course I know this but it struck me again that as this is a choice I need to stop whimpering ,feeling sorry for myself and face the truth with a bit more courage.



dry the tears