Fox furs
on Sheila Ash (India), 09/Feb/2015 05:33, 34 days ago
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I can imagineMrs Palfrey at the Claremontdawning her fox fur stoleelegantly stepping out onto Kensington High Street. Much the same as mumwould proudly wearher chinchilla glovesto church on winter Sunday mornings. In the dressing up boxAuntie Jessie’s clothes from another erawould come out for another playThe crepe de chine cocktail dress -  navy with yellow orchids;The Chinese silk -  bright red and gold;and the furs. My small hands would stroke each one in turn,these soft, fusty comforters,but only till I touched their feet, their face.When I would stop,wrap them in their white tissue paper shroudsand ever so gentlyreturn them to their suitcase. © Sheila Ash 9th February 2015ashramblings