More Charity Shop Bargains for 2018 & beyond!

Son who has started driving lesson has still not bothered to acquire a Highway Code.
So I beamed like one demented today when a copy of "Know Your Traffic Signs" 1995 was for sale for the princely sum of twenty pence. Ah, sweet child, the fun in store for you...

I then walked into a Langley Lucerne teapot, hot water jug, milk jug and two mugs - and the dear soul minding the store blinked & asked if a fiver was too much? Not at all & we exchanged happy memories of grandmothers who Did Things Properly. Often wearing hat & gloves, carrying a handbag - am I one of a dying generation who recalls that as being the minimum requirement to venture across one's lintel for the grandmother of the species? (Also Great Aunts, but I was lucky - mine were [to a woman, ahem] eccentric but never Woosterish.)
My ordinarily shamefully flexible imagination skitters off and hides if I ask it to continue the scenario where I attend a Scout Meeting in the usual uniform, but also hat, gloves & handbag. I fear we are becoming a lesser race. Those hallmarks of the matriarch are now almost exclusively Royal prerogatives, with the occasional Mother of the Bride aspect. Given the awed respectful love & affection we held our grandmothers in, I think we should reconsider this...

DigForVictory wrote: »

Right folks. Frocks, picture hats and best handbags - we're going to take tea with bobsa1 & celebrate her wedding anniversary in ways her husband might boggle at.
By Doing Things Properly - teapot, leaf tea, sponge cakes etc [the cupcakes we can leave for the Americans on this occasion, I think?] (and then for light relief, as improperly as the neighbours will permit - I mean really - 28 years deserves celebration - you get less for murder).
Quick sweep of appropriate afternoon tea games suggests charades, Mah Jongg (no overt betting, though) and possibly Racing Demon. All in the garden, weather permitting, so we can admire (ahem, covet) the curtains and the teak furniture as we gracefully step out into the greenery.
Husband can wear his dashing suit & DD can either flee in her beloved denim or swing with the punch & join us in something challenging to iron & becomingly jeune fille. (Ye Gods am I glad to be Long Past That now!) My grandmother's idea of Appropriate tended slightly towards the sailor suit, which I thought ridiculous at the time [got me exactly nowhere] & now find charming & hilarious - on others...

There will be crocheted doilies under the cakes I hope and a, lovingly embroidered with cross stitch, tablecloth? Not to mention the cake forks and delicate linen napkins? Searching for my white gloves and pearls as we speak......:p

Dropped off three small bags of stuff in donation to the local hospice charity shop.

Then trawling else where found myself two longer length purple tops and an un labelled grey jersey dress which is actually adapted for breastfeeding as I showed the assistant. All under £3 each.

Also got DS an H&M Minions top, book and no.2 a white cardigan all three for £2 on the Scope £1 shop.

What does bnwt stand for, please?