Now and again I keep my eye open for a bargain. Well lets face it, we all like one.
Years ago my mum taught me to spin. I even made and designed a chair in Design and Technology to accompany my mums Ashford Spinning Wheel. Yes, I passed my O level in the subject. 😉
A newly found friend inspired me to think about taking it up again. She’d recently bought one. My mums needs a bit of TLC but nothing drastic. I looked online to find out how much they cost and was astounded to discover they cost around £300 – £500! Far too much to splash out on.
At the weekend I happened to call in at a local second hand shop. There in the doorway stood this wheel. It caught my eye straightaway. I checked it over and there were a couple of things that need repairing. How much was it – £40.00, that was all. I loved the colour of the wood and the fact it wasn’t new.
Well I had to buy it!
I’ll call it working progress as I now need to purchase two things to get it working properly. I can call this wheel my own… 😉
Last week I had to nip to the bank after work to deposit a business cheque. A simple task but I could never have envisaged my ten minute journey.
Standing in the middle of a grass roundabout was a colleague/friend on her mobile. As my mind absorbed that it was actually her, I took in the surroundings. There was her car squashed up beside an enormous white lorry! Her car had mounted the roundabout slightly and it was close to the entrance of a motorway.
I drove on to a car park. Stopped and looked through my contacts to ring her. Unable to locate it, I thought to myself I can’t just ignore her. I drove back, parked up behind the vehicles and all the debris and flicked my hazard lights on. Grabbed my florescent jacket and checked my colleague/friend was ok. No physical injuries but very shaken, I just gave her a huge hug and held her for a few moments.
Although she had things under control I supported her through her call to the breakdown company and asked if she had anyone coming to help. Her dad was on his way… I dialled the police again though stopped the call as I heard them on their way. We needed help because the traffic was building up as rush hour was approaching fast.
I checked on the lorry driver who was ok and a witness came forward. Her father arrived shortly followed by the police. It was time for my departure.
Today she came back to work and presented me with these flowers and a card. It wasn’t needed though I love flowers and they’ve brightened up the corner of my kitchen. Would you stop at the scene of an accident? Put your own safety first but sometimes a hug is all that is required to help a person through a situation.