Oh, I wrote that badly - I wasn't looking for my knapsack, but as I was unpacking my luggage looking for my garb (the important bits of which I had left at home, of course, but you inventively managed to supply me some things) the knapsack came to light. Typical dream logic - it had never really been lost, I'd just packed it and forgot. I though perhaps I could use it with my garb as it was a very simple canvas bag with woven shoulder straps - it was probably the first model Boy Scout knapsack. May have been worth some money, and in actual fact it probably mouldered away in my father's house (everything does, there).
Which makes me think I should really learn to use Eor's sewing machine. I have this enormouse desire for simple bags, and I should probably just learn to make them for myself.
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Date: 2007-03-23 12:58 pm (UTC)Which makes me think I should really learn to use Eor's sewing machine. I have this enormouse desire for simple bags, and I should probably just learn to make them for myself.