There's something Darth-Vaderish about that helmet
She also won this creepy clown finger puppet kit - a sort of DIY fuzzy felts - on the kids' tombola...
It's 'vintage' Galt judging by the dried-up tube of PVA in the box, but I was happy that we'd have something to keep her entertained when we got home. If you think that the puppets on the box are odd-looking then check out our attempt. And this was with my expert assistance.
Stephen King would be proud.
I'm sure I've mentioned before that where I live it's customary to leave your old tat outside your house in the hope that someone passing by will take it, whether that be the council, the rag & bone man (does anyone else still get those?) or me.
In the last couple of weeks I've picked up these tiny glass jars with cork stoppers from a big box of random junk on the pavement...
This was on the way back from the nursery run and K displayed early signs of being embarrassed by my scavenging ways; "Oh muuum come ooooon!" So it was a quick scoop into the back of the back of the buggy rather than a proper nose through.
Also found were these old metal buckets left outside a neighbour's house...
These are now in the garden holding some very dried-up-looking plants. Mr teases me about being a secret hoarder but my theory is that hoarders keep things because they think they'll come in useful one day, whereas I take things when I see an immediate use for them. Apart from those tiny bottles. I have no idea what to do with them. Just stop me before I end up with a houseful of cats and an appointment with Stelios Kiosses.
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