I seem to be drawn to storage. Jars, baskets, boxes, anything you can stash things in, I'm interested. Maybe this is an early sign of hoarding. Though the Big Man may argue I am in the latter stages already. Or maybe I'm just shrewd and use storage as a quick and easy way to tidy up. Whatever the psychological reason for it, I can safely say I am addicted to storage.
During our trip to the car boot in Ruislip I picked up...some new storage. What else?
These beauties made the Wee Man exclaim "No More Baskets, Mum!". Does that mean he's aware of my addiction? Should I now start feeling guilt?
A pair of beautiful Fortnum and Mason hampers for £5 each. I have two others I bought last year at a car boot sale. The original two are stuffed full of toys and I plan to keep these beauties for myself. Mine I tell you, all mine! I'll probably store some of my vintage china in them, or maybe I should buy more vintage china to store in them.
I also picked these two pretties up for 50p each.
A pale blue glass bowl and a delicate pink glass lidded trinket box. I think the blue bowl will be destined for the mantle piece for the Big Man to empty his pockets into. I'm tired of finding stacks of coins here there and everywhere and the Big Man's morning "Where's my keys?!" comedy routine.
A set of three new storage tins for £1. I'm going to fill each of them up with sweets and chocs and add them to the Wee Man's teachers' end of year goodie bags. There are five teachers in all so I'll need to hunt down two more storage tins. Ha, ha more storage shopping.
I do love me storage. Do you love storage?
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