Can't you see these hanging from my ears?
I found myself in the City recently with some time to kill and thought I'd check out Clegs, as it had been oh, at least a few weeks since I'd been there. ( Note that I slowed and reluctantly walked past Tiffany's on Collins first - I really wanted to take a look at the new Frank Gehry jewellery collection. (drool at will) We do have an anniversary coming up and even though I have dropped a hint or two about the stunning new earrings and bangles, I know it's not going to happen, otherwise we really will never save any money. A girl can dream - and no, not just about wool.)
So anyway, as I rounded the corner to Clegs, I had almost convinced myself I was "just looking". I was barely in the door when I spotted and was spotted by, my favourite Clegs lady. She almost pounced on me. I guess I hadn't seen her in a while and I do tend to spend a bit of cash when she serves me. Knowing my fondness for wool, she immediately pointed out some of their new stock, even showing me stuff that hadn't even been unpacked yet. We got talking about the Clegs Boxing Day Remnant Sale, which I attended with greenolive.
As she had not been working over the Christmas period, I filled her in on some of the highlights, including the vile woman (you know who you are) who turned up about 10 minutes before the doors were due to open, disregarding the patient and orderly queue which had been forming for the past hour, and circling vulture-like, metres from the door. Greenolive and I had seen it before (when the Stella McCartney designs went on sale at Target) and sensed trouble. The doors opened and of course vulture woman proceeded to walk straight in, ignoring the queue filing in and our angry protests. She even had the gall to retort "There was no sign about queuing"! Anyway, this put rather a pall on the whole thing for me and her anti-social behaviour even seemed to have infiltrated some of the other customers, with reports and some sightings of snatching and grabbing and snipping amongst them. Though I did find and purchase some nice fabrics, all in all it was not a particularly pleasant experience and I resolved that it would be my last Clegs Boxing Day Remnant Sale.
So as I am telling my Clegs lady all of this (and yes, she was suitably shocked and appalled, even wondering if they should put up a sign about queuing next time), she shows me some lovely grey-ish blue merino wool. "My sister would love this!" I tell her. To which she responds, "Yes, she was in here recently and bought some bamboo." She then showed me which wool it was - a dark grey (of course). She also went on to say that my sister had been telling her how much I loved the ergonomic crochet hook I had bought there. I couldn't help but laugh. A lady who knows our weaknesses and guilty purchases and isn't afraid to tell on us! Sorry G - no secrets here!!
the wool in question
Anyway, I left the store with 5 balls of the lovely wool - a great bargain too at 245 metres per ball - and promises of coming back again soon. Perhaps to the Easter yarn sale she had just told me about....
The Easter Sale...maybe we should take Mum? It is a bit sad when The Clegs Lady knows we are sisters and can tell each of us what the other one bought. She didn't show me the grey-ish wool when I was there!
Posted by: greenolive | March 02, 2008 at 01:56 PM
That's what I thought too re Mum. Not open Sunday though - it would have to be Saturday.
I think it's actually kinda nice in a way that she knows us both, but it does mean no secrets! Made you laugh though didn't it??!! I think the wool I got was only just unpacked that day.
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