Having had an incredibly busy month at work, painting and ‘posting’ has taken an inevitable hit so I was rather looking forward to a few days of ‘me’ time recently. Imagine my horror as I was informed that we were heading into the Sunshine Coast’s mighty metropolis in search of a ball gown for the good lady wife! As many of you know there are no winners on such a shopping adventure so took every opportunity to sneak off and pick up one or two things that were on my list. So it was that I found myself in ‘Poundland’. As the name would suggest this is a shop that sells everything at a pound and is quite frankly the strangest shop in town in so much as the clientele is as varied as the stock list. I was hoping to pick up some household filler that comes in a handy 330g tube when I came across these.
For some reason, unbeknownst to my inner child, I found myself heading to the counter with the prehistoric beasties under my arm, convinced that I was going to be able to something with them and I’m sure I will in the fullness of time, perhaps some form of objective marker in a Victorian based adventure game!