There was this rather lovely shop on William Street that sold vintage jewellery. It wasn’t a shop that I walked past; I could see it from our balcony.

I hardly ever went in for some dumb reason. Last Christmas, I was given an owl brooch from there.

Last week, I decided I wanted to buy my new little baby a brooch from this shop, and as I arrived, I saw this note stuck to the door.

It had closed down only three days before and I had missed it!

A couple of days later, the removal vans were out the front.

I wonder where all the great stock will end up?