It is my melancholy duty to inform you officially that the St Vincent de Paul shop at Curtin is closing this week.
There is to be an afternoon tea on Thursday 31 May at 3pm for those who would like to attend. I am very sad not to be able to go.
When I found out last Saturday that it would be my last time there I almost cried. I rang TSS immediately - knowing it's a favourite of hers, too. Sounds silly - it's only an op-shop.
It's been in a basement at the Curtin shops for as long as I can remember. When I was a very small girl, Mum used to buy Fletcher Jones' kilts and trousers and cut them down into dresses and pants for me, and pants for my brother. She used to buy jumpers there, unravel, wash and re-knit them into woollies for all of us.
When I was at college it was on my route home (well, to my boyfriend's home, then mine) and was a major source of funky vintage clothes, records, fabrics and accessories. I still have my first Akubra hat bought there and somewhere there is a 1950s school leather satchel that started a craze for them among my friends. Quite a bit of my marquisite jewellry came from Vinnies Curtin. I bought my eldest godson his first paisley shirt there in the 1980s and more recently I've bought books for BookCrossing and wool and needles for creating. Mothers of old friends were volunteers there and it's still a source of clothing.
It isn't just an op-shop - it's part of my life and I will miss it.