One of the perks of doing voluntary educational work for the charity Hadassah-Israel, is that you get first choice of the nearly-new clothes that they sell at their spring bazaar.
Which is why I've now acquired, for the princely sum of 10 NIS, or just over 1 pound sterling, a fabulous mohair multi-coloured cardy-coat, with a blue lining.
As its says in a back copy of the Jerusalem Post:
Bundle up. When it's dark outside and your bedroom floor feels like the arctic, it's time to start adding the layers - in style... For the sweaters themselves, think the bigger the better, so they will swallow you whole and make you feel like you're still tucked under your covers in bed, a thought that can help any woman get up and get dressed, even when it's 6.am and 10 degrees C outside.
Actually, it's more like 5 degrees inside. You cover up to come in, not to go out. I was reminded of this over Shabbat, as I visited a friend's on Friday night, who had ordered in a catered Indian meal from Haifa's only Indian caterer. The mile walk was reasonably warm, if windy.
Then on Saturday, a kiddush was held in honour of my friend who has moved to Jerusalem after 35 years of living in Haifa. In her superb address, one of her friends talked about the role of women in this week's Bible portion, in which Moses is helped by 5 females, against the orders of Pharoah. One of these women is Pharoah's own daughter. In the Bible she isn't named, but is known in midrash as 'daughter of God'.
My friend had been one of the founders of the shul and had introduced the practice of having a weekly kiddush and offering hospitality. So that it wasn't just a place of prayer.
I went there in the coat, which was the object of much speculation and aroused great interest in the next Hadassah bazaar. All proceeds go to help women and children at risk, and also stem cell research at Hadassah Hospital, Jerusalem.
Then, in the evening I attended an engagement party and heard another magnificent speech by a woman, the mother of the bride to be.
In this she said that there are two versions of the creation story. One of them is for kids, in which everything turns out OK, works according to pattern, and nothing ever goes wrong. The second is, like life itself, messy, unpredictable and confusing. That's the one for adults. An example of this - she said - is bringing up children.
If only Richard Dawkins had been there, as well as the creationists, for they are both wrong:
Only problem was that I was dressed for Siberia and her flat was hot.
But let's just get back to the coat of many colours. Its story is the story of Joseph and his brothers - a tale of fear, jealousy, intrigue and betrayal. But it all comes out right in the end. After the mess comes recognition and repentance, love and harmony - till the next time, at least.
This is a modern midrash on the whole story:
And although I've had quite a few offers to buy the cardy/coat at a profit, I wouldn't dream of it. Because for me, the blue lining may really become a silver lining: