Alarmingly nice pair of pins

Here she is, the lovely lady off the old biscuit tin which houses one third of my collection of buttons. This tin has been in our family for a LONG time. My mum was born in India. While they were there they once had a burglar break into their house and steal her mother's wedding ring - they took it right off her finger - she was so scared she pretended to be asleep. After that she took to stacking piles of empty biscuit tins in front of the window as a noisy means of defense!

The lady with the legs is sitting on a bench listening to a clown serenade her. Maybe I will blip the clown sometime soon. He also has nice legs.