The one where Tall Girl trashes or treasures things that came with her flat.
|Tall Guy: Well, it's no Vermeer. Tall Girl: Agreed.|
Tall Guy had told me that the flat was "pretty filled up with old lady things". I took this to mean furniture. And it's true. We are not lacking in the chintzy chair department. Little did I know that, apart from half a dozen gilt-framed mirrors, I had also gained boxes and closets overflowing with elderly goodies. A flat AND a giant glass fish? What a bargain!
|You won't find that at Laura Ashley...|
|Jesus: Past and Present|
|Sextagonal coffee cups: Spills guaranteed.|
|Bad mood lighting or bad-mood lighting?|
|Merry Christmas, Charlie Brown.|