The weekend is upon us and people are rushing around looking for value in the winter sales. The value for money syndrome is evident and the wise words of Oscar Wilde ring in my ears as I remember his dicton, "people who know the price of everything and the value of nothing". I am a fan of hand-made tweeds, fine wools and mohairs, clothing of impecable cut and quality. These days few and far between alas, (I don't want to sound like an old fart but I love the attention to detail) we are surounded by the consume and throw-away attitude. Most of the clothing looks as it could after months of hard usuage when it is bought. Enought bile now, hope you likethe painting.
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