The bridal gown in a Peckham charity shop window reminds me of my French friend, Brigitte. On the eve of her wedding, she left behind her house-guests (a dozen or more) in order to do a trawl of local second-hand shops in a hunt for a wedding dress. It turned out she already had one but had gone off it. Luckily, she found a replacement which fitted perfectly and she looked wonderful on the day. What a demonstration of sang-froid.
