I have always wanted an antique spinning wheel, not to use it but just look at and admire. My friend had always promised me that one day she would buy me one, which she did a few years ago and it turned out to be not quite what she thought she’d bought. It was in fact a miniature. If anyone has seen the advert where a woman buys a bargain three piece suite which turns out to be dolls house furniture they’ll get the gist. Anyway when I went round this morning there stood a full size version, an absolutely wonderful surprise, not even my birthday.