Something weird happened to me at the weekend, it was unbelievable. What was even more unbelievable was how often I described it as unbelievable!
About 4 years ago I purchased a coat from a Charity Shop, it was my favourite coat, so snuggley and cardigan-like. It’s a size 10 and I bought it for £8 and it was originally Oasis. Then, disaster struck!! It somehow got oil spilt on it in the boot of my boyfriend’s car. It is a black and grey pattern and so after a quick wash, the stain does appear to fade into the background, but I know it’s there, and it’s one of those stains that it more obvious from far away, the worst kind of stain.
Close up view of the stain. It doesn’t look like much but it shoes up when you see it from further away.
So imagine my suprise when I stumbled across this, 100 miles away, 4 years later:
Yes that’s right, it’s the same coat! Only in a size up. How amazing that exactly the same coat should show up, donated to a charity shop a few years later. Because this coat is designed to swamp the wearer I could get away with going a size up, but really a size 10 is the right size. I didn’t buy this… yet. I am going to have a real crack at soaking the stain on my current coat and make a concerted effort to remove it. However, if I don’t manage it, I can always go and buy another one for another £8.
I think that this miracle occurrence says one thing and one thing only… I must have terrible taste in coats!