150 miles.

Today is one of those days when I just can't get motivated....I'll rephrase that....today is one of those WEEKS when I just can't get motivated.  A prickly 20 year old home from uni, too little space, too much rain and a distinct dissatisfaction  with rural living.  An obsession with vintage fabric, fueled by a visit to the most wonderful shop off Brick Lane that I just can't get out of my head.  150 miles away.  150 miles between me and an Aladin's cave that I could happily root about in for hours at a time!  A tiny shop, with material piled to the ceiling, overflowing baskets and an owner who actively encourages rummaging through deep, wooden drawers.  A shop where a cash register is irrelevant, labels  handwritten,  fabrics  cheap in price, beautiful in quality.  Like stepping back in time.  And then I'm back in Llanrhidian.