I was walking down the hallway Sunday morning when this very nice older woman starts screaming at me... and aye, I mean screaming... "STOP! DON'T MOVE!! STOP!!"
I kept thinking.. okay, what the hell did I do wrong this time. Still screaming she comes running over...
"I must look at your lace!! It's the real thing... lace, late 17th century and it is perfect!"
I just smiled and said ..."I know. Thank you." She did tell me all about how it was made and the pattern name..Turtle Head Lace, which I thought was perfect for a sailor... and she told me its worth... Very nice woman. About an hour later, she's screaming at me again... she wanted one of her students to check me out... I was walking on egg shells for the rest of the day, waiting for her to pop out of the wood work, screaming again...