This and tat.

When you are obsessed with crap like I am, you tend to have/buy lots of useless things you don't need. I had never heard the saying "For your bottom drawer", but Mam would always say she was buying me stuff for my bottom drawer but even though I hadn't a breeze what she meant, it did mean getting presents so I wasn't going to argue. My bottom drawer has spread to most of the presses in the kitchen. It is a little ridicules. But like...who needs a house when you can cram all the contents of it into numerous cupboards/ your bedroom eh?
Memory of Mam:
She used to always buy stuff that I would be looking at her saying "What purpose do yo have for that?" And she would either say none or say she just liked it. Or sometimes tell me to mind my own business and she could spend her own money if she wanted and she didn't need an 11 year old telling her how to control her expenditure. All good reasons.
I seem to have inherited her need to buy useless, meaningless tat. I don't know what happened. It snook up on me. But I  now LOVE tat. What is tat you may be wondering. Tat is a random selection of bric-a-brac that doesn't really serve a purpose but remains wonderful. That may not be a dictionary definition but I am pretty sure it's close.

I got some highly useful glassware when we stopped off at Avoca during our trip to the mountains. Totally needed a vase/ antique style lemon juicer/ glass teapot.

€3 in Avoca sale

A mere €4-how could I resist?

Bibi needed a birthday present...

I also got this highly useful 'J' just in case I ever forget what letter my name starts with. It's best to be safe.

Sticking with my 'J' theme: This does not fall into the tat category as I don't want to offend Michael's very talented knitting extraordinaire mammy, who kindly knitted me this oh so lovely, teeny jumper, complete with wire hanger and j badge. 

And lastly, my 2nd installment of my useless cup collection.

This one is the most important. Mam gave me this one three weeks before she died. So I will always have a cup from her in my collection. They got it in a weird little market and it's chipped and scratched but it's perfect. The white lace is trim from her wedding dress which I found in Grandma's sewing box and when I went to take a picture of it, there was a tiny gold angel peaking out. I won't ask questions...

Joey x