On Sunday, 106 couples took the opportunity to marry on the 10/10/10. Matt and I were at the wedding of one of those couples. And on the lovely grounds of Craigieburn in Bowral, where the ceremony was held, I spied someone wearing a gorgeous almost-floor-length navy dress with white birds all over it. I loved it instantly.
An hour or so later, when the guests and wedding party had moved on to Centennial Vineyards for the reception, I was lubricated enough to quiz the wearer and she’d told me she’d bought it locally—in Bowral!
I did a little happy dance, but because she was an out-of-towner, she didn’t know which shop she’d bought it in. Of course, I was too lubricated then to ask whether the shop was in an arcade or not, or on the main street or not.
So, today I checked every clothing store window on main street. It’s always in the last place you look, but it was also the only one left in the shop. And it was in my size. Clearly, it was meant to be.
Oh! See those dark clouds rolling in? That means Little Athletics was cancelled.