So, for the past few weeks I've been doing 2 days a week in a wool shop belonging to 2 friends. For someone who's job ambition has always been "Medieval Hermit" I'm surprised to find I'm actually quite enjoying dealing with people.
Favourites this week had to be the re-enactor couple looking for a specific shade of yellow, with whom I had a loooong conversation about natural dyeing, Murex and medieval sumptuary laws but even they weren't quite as entertaining as the lively Australian woman who bounced into the shop an announced:
"Your dolphins! They're huge!!!"
Small Sidekick and I looked a little baffled
"No, I don't mean dolphins! What do I mean???"
[sketches out a vague potato shape]
"Seals?" suggests Small
"Nooooooo! SEAGULLS! That's what I mean!!! They're enormous!"
We sent her off, quietly terrified of herring gulls that can recognise fast food packaging labels, and Greater Black-Backed that steal chihuahuas.
