I was approached by a lady from London at the beginning of this month. “I have lost my favourite beret and I only know it was made in Cornwall!”
She had received the hat as a Christmas gift from her mother-in-law and wore it everywhere last winter. Subsequently she produces a faded photo which I immediately recognise as the first hat I ever decorated.
We’re both quite elated at this point. She is delighted at finding me and the prospect of replacing her beloved beret. I am delighted that my beret found such an appreciative home and that she had taken the trouble to seek me out.
With pleasure a couple of weeks later a brand new beret winged it’s way up to London along with another from my Etsy shop.
So many things won’t be the same this Christmas, but in a dark time, a little ray of sunshine shone.