Nope, the Bag has to go to the Auction too. The dog just had a petit mal seizure on this chair with the bag. And My Husband and I had a contre-temps about whether the head jerking was dreaming or seizing. Nothing we can do about the dog, but that was a Spiritual rift in the Continuum of harmonious relations in our house. The Bag goes back to the Freezer.
Well that told me off a bit. I just woke up and realised the reason I got rid of the carpets was because I wheeze with carpet around. I caught snatches of a theological headache over keeping these carpets... by the time I woke up properly, I decided to put them all back in the Auction. I did say I wanted to grow flowers for the Syrian refugee fund. I am going to split any proceeds between Shelter Box, Red Crescent and the Monument Restoration Team being trained in Jordan. Phew, glad.
In the meantime I put the carpets back in the freezer. I did try to brush the rose carpet pile. I will try to lay it’s pattern down when it goes to Auction. Probably Wednesday after next. I will check with the Auction House. Still I have got a great box of China out of the whole lot I purchased for a fiver.