I bid on a few items without fully thinking it through, and I've still yet to work out how I'm going to get those home, so sadly I can't show you them yet.
But I did manage to get a successful bid on a job lot of assorted tat. Most of it I didn't want so I'll leave it in for next week to re-sell (who knows, I might even end up quids in on the deal!).
What I did want was this vintage enamel kitchen sign.
It's a shopping list, with little tabs that you flick over as and when you run out of household essentials. You know, essentials like candles; coal; gravy browning and starch.
I'm pleased to see that 'spirits' is on there - although I suspect that doesn't refer to gin in a tin, rather more likely to be surgical spirit.
It's helpfully listed in alphabetical order, starting with that thing you always seem to run out of - ammonia.
I don't even have a clue what some of these things are. What the hell is 'blue' for example? Or 'plate polish'? Or 'gas mantles'?
I love that coconut was so exotic back then it was even spelt differently.
This harks back to the era when shopping was done on a daily basis. Taking your basket to the local butcher, baker and candlestick maker. No filling the people carrier to the rafters at supermarket, or waiting in for the nice Ocado man.
I still need to give it a damned good clean, but unfortunately I'm fresh out of Vim.
My list-freak Old Man approves of this purchase. He hopes it will help me be more organised in household management. I'm pleased that it has settled a weekly argument. When I write a shopping list (I hate lists), I write 'potatoes' and 'veg'. To me that covers it. I'll wait and see what they have on the shelves. What looks nicest and what's on offer. To him, he requires it to be spelt out, i.e carrots; broccoli, onions, cabbage etc etc.
The Good Housekeeping Institute have just proved what I've always known, that in this (as in any argument between me and him) I am right.
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