I love collections - problem is I've never really settled on one thing to collect. I was traumatised early; I used to have a collection of small glasses that were displayed on a shelf in my bedroom. One day when I was about nine years old I came back from the Saturday morning roller-disco to discover that my brother had accidentally knocked the shelf down and broken all but a couple of my glasses. I've never been able to commit to one collection since, but my market trip on Tuesday might have put an end to that... I bought an instant collection of glass jars (which I'll post later) but I could have gone for tins, cross-stitch pictures of cottages, silver shell plates or old maps (in too-lovely marbled envelopes)... tough decisions!
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