On the way to the beach one day, while my Dad was here, I mentioned a little rummage sale in a nearby church that happens once a month and my Dad said he'd be happy for us to stop off and have a look. This is how lovely my Dad is, he has no interest whatsoever in markets, lives with a serial hoarder (my mum) and is on a constant de-cluttering mission.
BUT he does read my blog and knows that my collecting habits are in control (for now). I am equal parts my Mum (bower bird) and my Dad (de-clutterer / minimalist). I think it's this combination that stops my "stuff" from ever getting out of control. Every few months I feel the "urge to purge" and either donate unwanted/unused items to charity shops or sell them on eBay. I have also curbed my buying in the realisation that I only have so much space for my things and there is absolutely no point in having heaps of vintage stuff tucked away in cupboards, unused and unloved.
Anyway, I digress...
Back to the afore-mentioned rummage sale. My middle munchkin was in tow which meant it had to be a quick dash (why do little boys hate shopping so much?)
I had picked up a couple of little things and thought that was that until I Dad pointed at a box I had missed and said "you like this sort of green pottery don't you?"
Better still, check out the price!
Only $5 for this dusty box full of beautiful celadon glazed pieces from Thailand. My Dad is right, I LOVE this stuff, I have featured some of my collection before on this blog and Dad was obviously paying attention.
They cleaned up beautifully...
Well spotted Dad!!! :-)