It was bought from the boutique of one of the Brittany Ferries ships that troll between Plymouth and Roscoff, shops that count among my favourite retail spaces. Unlike many places where there is a captive audience the prices are extraordinarily reasonable and the stock is quality stuff, quite different to the usual old tat that you usually find in souvenir shops. I've bought bags, CDs of Gaelic music, Breton tops by St James and zany toys that are hard to come by in Britain, often with a fair bit shaved off their recommended retail price. A variation of my purse can be had on Amazon for £8 plus postage. On the boat it was less than a fiver.
Anyway we're two paragraphs on and this was not supposed to be a sales pitch for French accessories. Rather the opposite. What I wanted to say was that by following my 2013 rules, where I've limited what I've bought this year, the desire to indulge in retail therapy has now diminished markedly. Even charity shops that used to hard to resist no longer are such a draw. Okay I've broken my self imposed legislature at times but not without thinking about it first. Wanton consumerism is a thing of the past. My experiment has shown me that spending is habitual and like other patterns of unhealthy behaviour that habit CAN be broken with a little willpower. So, the image of the zipped up purse fits this post nicely.
PS I am typing this on a new laptop though!