Simmone Howell suggested this procrastinatory exercise and then said I had to do it. Now I am not one to procrastinate for hours and hours and hours at a time so of course I kindly declined.
AH HA HA HA HA HA.This is my handbag. I bought it for 50c at the op shop, and I like it. It has two short straps and a long shoulder strap (though narrow, so it hurts if my bag is too full of money. Luckily that never happens.) Anyway, the exercise is this, one must take a photograph of the contents of one's handbag. Here's Simmone's. She was clearly having a very hip handbag day. Me, not so much.
First of all, I'd like to point out what's not in my handbag: purse, phone (well, I was taking the photos on my phone, but I didn't take it out of my handbag, it was just lying around as it is wont to do), car-keys, novel, useful things. I had recently transferred this stuff into the Crumpler I inherited from Martin when he bought a new manbag to match his iphone. He's all about the accessories.
Here is a photo of all the contents.
Let's break it down. Assorted etcetera.
Receipts, which were randomly scattered throughout, I bagged them up in an empty Chocolate Box bag because they kept blowing away during my photo shoot.
Bandaids. From *ahem* Hong Kong actually, and a peek of a credit card to an account we have never actually put any money into.
And of course, what handbag is complete without:
The full list:
freshwater pearl necklace
two pairs of Polli earrings - one gold, one green with cockatoos
silver tulip bracelet
orange ponytail holder
card to defunct account
southern eastern quoll badge made by Una
keys to my mother's car on tweetie bird keyring which I carry around because it is my very good intention to post it back to my mother
2 used met cards (soon to be a collector's item)
bandaids (Winnie the Pooh)
pink buttons (4)
business card to hairdresser with appointment on it (missed)
apple computer stickers
expired complimentary pass to Fantastic Mr Fox
review from The Examiner, from my mother's friend Vivian, via my mother
review from The Mercury from my mother
empty Chocolate Box bag which held a chocolate golf ball, bought and consumed by Fred
3 x 5c pieces
black pen, no lid
assorted receipts (about 30)
What's in your handbag?