My purse, which I think was my mother's and must have been 15 years old gave up the ghost.
At first I thought I could re use the metal clasp which I had cut off, but research and trial said it was going to be complex. So I went to my scrap box and found some upholstery material, some silky plain material and a second hand short nylon zip and two large poppers.
Now have a happy purse that should last till Xmas and I will put desire for a leather one on my Xmas list if the family ask!
Lots of others in blogger land are watching sensible sport this weekend. My husband and I have been on the edge of our seats watching the nail biting motorcycling in Valencia where a British Rider became the first winner of a title, albeit in one of the smaller size bike classes, since Barry Sheen. Those were the days (sigh).
Bad news on the food front. We have finished our crop of potatoes. We will have to buy some through this winter and plan to grow twice as many in the Spring. We should have gone out in the rain on Friday or Saturday to get some but simply could not be bothered so meals have been rice and pasta based until my new purse gets an outing to the local farm shop! £5.50 for a 25kg bag.