Les Marchés au Puces - { The Market of the Fleas }

Aren't memories just the most delicious things! Especially those ones hidden away in dusty nooks in your brain. Those memories that fickle Miss. Short Term Memory deems too impractical, silly or just plain boring to hold onto yet sturdy Mrs. Long Term Memory pops them in a jar up on a shelf for a rainy day.

I had such a memory moment the other day on a wee wander around the local "market of fleas". With nothing but my gorgeous little family, a sun hat, a few dollars and a bluebird on my shoulder ♪ I set off on a thrifting adventure.

Old clothes....Mills and Boon novels......grotty baby toys.....chintzy ornaments.....old tools....and then...BANG! In a flash I was transported through time and space á la Star Trek when I spotted these Tupperware toys from afar.

My pace quickened and fell into a speedy rhythm with my heart! I knew I knew these toys but I couldn't remember when or where. They were as familiar to me as my own hands but my brain had stored their images away for nearly thirty years. As I sorted through the box each new animal elicited a more happy wave of recollection than the last.

The elephant, the dog and the giraffe and all the body parts to mix and match them. All that's missing is the giraffe's neck. What an awesome find! I actually jumped up and down and clapped my hands together like a little girl whose been told she can have an choc top from the ice cream man coming up the road.

For other bits of nostalgia head over here. I sure hope your week is full of bliss!!