Well, the title says it all.
Maurice is becoming cluttered and he's only been open for business for a week or two.
Everything around me is so caravanny. I keep picking up things that really belong in my real house or on my vintage stall and thinking to myself.......that would look nice in my 1970 sprite 400 caravan.
All my books are gradually creeping across the stones of the drive and through the little stable door.
My pin board has suddenly appeared propped up against Maurices wobbly wall.
Mr Bettys stapler and hole punch has transported magically from his desk drawer to the top of my 'sort of filing cabinet'. Don't tell him for goodness sake.
There have, of course, been some rather important additions, 1 being a little caravan warming gift from Mrs Teawagon. So cute, and it reminds me that the outside of my caravan needs some bunting and maybe even a flowery roof.
I am going to make a promise to Maurice, and myself, that I will try and curb my caravan collections.
I have a new mind set today which has caused me to have a jolly good sort out of both my home and Maurice.
Not too sure which genius first uttered these most important words but they are so true.
I am only going to keep things that are useful, beautiful or both. Tricky but essential advice.
I will be back tomorrow with fair news (not the best), shop shelves full of goodies and maybe some fabby charity shop finds. Fingers crossed.
Thanks for reading. x