Noosa Part Two

The Salvos in Thomas Street Noosaville is a good op shop. I bought a little ceramic sheep there, as it was too cute to leave behind.  I'm not usually into ornaments.

 I also found the other of my two favourite buys for the trip (the first being the G&S book), a tiny silver spoon proudly covered with Australiana. It was in a glass case, and I asked about the price, somewhat nervously. "$5" was the answer. "Sold!" I shrieked.  I think they heard me all over the shop.  It now lives in the sugar bowl in the caravan.

Jan found a second contender for her mother-of-the-groom outfit.  I thought the pink was a little bright, and that my purple lace ensemble at Morayfield was more appropriate.

We found a nearby cafe/gifts/homewares shop called Gibson's and decided it was lunch time.  It was also get-out-of-the-rain time, and the place was packed.  We ended up sharing our table with a woman from north Brisbane who was looking for a cat-sitter. I told her I was the mother of one, and to look up the Pawshake website.

Lifeline was our last Noosaville oppy, and although my notes say I bought a book there, I can't remember it at all. Sometimes it all seems to pass in a blur. And I should write up my blog closer to the trip!

Tewantin was next and we started at Mingary. The thing that impressed me with this shop was the sizing system.  Every hanger was marked with a coloured dot, and on the wall was the key to the dots.  Size 10 was yellow; purple was size 12, etc.  Simple but effective.  It means they can sort clothing by colour, and the sizing is clear as well.

Katie Rose was over the road.  It is small but nice, and I finally found some gloves there for my friend Ruth.  

The fourth and last Tewantin shop was Lifeline and I am sorry to report that it is a bit smelly.  I wonder if it has flooded?  I didn't stay in there for long.

We were now on the last leg of our journey and Cooroy was to be our final stop.  Jan volunteers at the Lifeline there (which is not smelly) and we saved up our final photo session for this "homecoming" visit.  The theme for the day was Sport, and we had, as usual, risen to the challenge.  We posed ourselves in front of the Sporting section of the shop, and one of Jan's co-workers did the honours.  Sadly, I didn't find anything there to buy.

Westward over the hills we headed, to Jan's home at Carters Ridge, where the judging and prize-giving awaited us.