|This is just a small selection!|
Dear readers, this is what happens when one has a ridiculous obsession - you literally cannot stop yourself from buying copious amounts of what you have already - albeit on a slightly different theme. For instance, for a family who doesn't take sugar in teas, coffees, cereals etc, we have three sugar jars - two of which are recent purchases:
|From left to right: Burleigh Ironstone; Arthur Wood; Hornsea "Bronte"|
To add to the general mayhem, I bought this set of 3 tins from Bargain Madness when we last visited grandpappy J and P for £2.45 (blimey, you couldn't get cheaper in a charity shop could you?):
|Mmmmmm apples and pears - very Orla Kiely dontcha think?|
Get a load of the glorious gingham lids:
Gorgeous though they are, I can't keep them. I haven't got a single thing that I can put in them. Try as I might (and believe me, I've tried) I cannot think of a thing to put in them. All my bits and pieces are sadly catered for by my enormous collection of jars and other receptacles. How annoying.......
Being a collector of anything and a hoarder of everything is a terrible affliction so much so that I may need to operate a "one-in-one-out" policy to curb my collections. My plates, for example.
Here is a piccy of our kitchen cupboard packed to the gunnels with crockery:
And here are some of my latest purchases:
|Jas Broadhurst "Revel"|
|Pyrex - forgotten the name: 4 of these.|
|Kathie Winkle for Broadhurst. The design is "Calypso". 4 of these.|
Sheets and pillowcases are yet another ridiculous obsession. Feel free to drool all over these:
Obsessions and possessions....... The constant craving for more errrmmm stuff........ Fripperies and trifles, that's all they are. Dear readers, I feel that it's important to remember that the pursuit of happiness does not lie in the mere possession of material things. (Blimey, what's happening - I've come over all philosophical!). I only wish that I could tell this to some of the students at the university where I work......
The story is that a particular wing in a halls of residence was found to have bed bugs. The wing had to be fumigated and the students were given black bin bags to pack all their belongings in. The cleaners came in and temporarily cleared out all the rooms putting the black bin bags outside the building. Horror of horrors, the bin men came along and took them all away! Eeeeeek!
And on that horrific note, I'll love you and leave you. xxxxxxx