Dutch Umbrellas

We were incredibly lucky to have two days of blue skies and sunshine, the perfect backdrop for gabled roofs and sparkling canals. Before we started questioning whether we were in fact in Northern Europe in August, our last day had a some impressively monsoon like showers.

At this point I realised I had perhaps made the worst purchase to date in my life – and given this is up against the red/black lipstick I purchased a teenager, you will understand this is no passing gripe.

I bought an umbrella with a hole in it. Not an accidental hole, not a tear. No, this was an umbrella deliberately designed and manufactured with a hole in it. To be precise, it was a pretty looking tulip shaped insert in fabric that was very far from waterproof, as I discovered when my left eyebrow got dripped on.

For the rest of the day me and my friend, who for blog purposes I will christen CatGirl, kept having the following exchange:

Me: ‘I cannot believe I bought an umbrella with a hole in it.’

CatGirl: ‘I cannot believe someone would make an umbrella with a hole in it.’

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