Today is the 19th of April 2013.
My purse is quite large, and floral patterned. Very worn. The brand name on it is Fat Face. It was a Christmas present last year. I’ve attached my keys onto the zip, and therefore have my house key, my work key, a dirty rainbow ribbon, a ring with a blue stone and a key tag shaped like Ireland.
Inside it I have-
8 Advice Slips from ATMs.Five receipts from Oxfam and WH Smith.
3 Bus tickets.
A library receipt of someone else’s loans.
2 airmail stickers
Three first Class stamps with Doctors nine to Eleven on them.
two 87p stamps (The amount it takes to post a letter to Ireland).
A sticker with my name on it.
Two “Fighting Animal Testing” badges.
A hair grip
A small wire coil (Not a contraceptive).
A card with information of Asthma attacks and what to do if I have one.
A card for the local gym
Gloucester County Libraries card.
A Blockbuster Card.
A card with contact details for my bank.
Co-operative bank debit card.
Santander bank debit card.
Wagamama’s discount card.
An out of date student card from when I was still in formal education.
My Co-operative membership card.
A tiny drawing of a poké-ball with the words “Pikachu- I Choose You!”.
A torn list of my favourite songs from when I was 15.
A drawing of the Cheshire cat by Zoe
An Astérix sticker from a small boy.
A note from a second hand book saying “Enjoy Your Summer”.
A secret challenge from college.
one handwritten and three printed love poems by people I have never/will never meet.
Two love poems by someone I have.
A purple piece of card with stuff about Sagittarians on it.
A childhood photo.
A picture from Rock Paper Cynic.
Two receipts from pharmacy weighing scales, six months apart, one with a quote from Sandman written across the back.
An attempt at keeping to a budget.