beaches, mountains and tea

imageNew week. New holiday. Goodbye beach. Hello mountains … we’ve abandoned Rosebud and relocated to Mount Beauty.

I was home overnight. Long enough to do two loads of washing, a food shop and a big cull of clothes.  We just had too much baggage!  And then we jumped in to the car for the four hour drive.

Oh, and I also had time to find a spot for my little Rosebud memento. This cute tea canister. I bought it at Once Upon A Time. Which is one of those antique shops that has stalls. About 50.  And the stall I bought this from was set up beautifully.  Would you have be tempted?


My little canister sitting in amongst the other lovely things on the a.foot stall

made in Japan (good vibrations)

I just couldn’t decide on the title to this post. So, in the end I have combined my ideas into one.

But cross-pollination is a bit of a theme for today … let me explain.

Rosebud has about 20 gazillion op shops. An oldie but a goodie is the Rosebud Hospital Op Shop, in a funny mixed use shopping court. And for years it has had a shonky neighbour in the form of Club X, and then Nepean Building Permits on the corner at the front … It’s an odd mix all round.

Whenever I drive in to the associated under-utilised car park I wonder which of the cars belong to the op shop and which to the Club X patrons. Immature I know, but it keeps me amused.

With this in mind I did a little bit of a double take today when I spotted this lovely green box in the op shop and went up for a closer look (just to clarify once again … the op shop is next to Club X, but is NOT Club X).


Yes. The writing says ‘national vibrator’.

Really? Really. How interesting. Actually I was nearly bursting at the seams to see what was inside. Truly.

But then I got a bit self conscious. I am not sure that used vibrators would be considered cool? And maybe people who look at them might be looked at oddly? And so I wandered over to look at these lovely cups, ‘made in Japan’. They are pretty groovy aren’t they?


I contemplated buying them … and waited for the loud op shop volunteer to MOVE AWAY FROM THE NATIONAL VIBRATOR BOX.

Finally she did. And then I sidled back for a second look. This time I opened the box to see what was inside … TA DA! … and it was made in Japan (too). And it made my day (too).  I really am clearly very immature.


So, what do you think?  Would you buy a National Vibrator from an op shop? It’s too funny isn’t it?