Tuesday, 12 May 2009


Hullo again collectors!

Today I'm going to talk about space!

No silly not outer space. Ha Ha. You can't collect planets! Though I sometimes wish you could don't you? When I was twelve I had a dream that I walked from my house to the patch of waste ground at the end of the road. In the sky were nine planets. They were not real but a projection on the sky. Projected from a space-ship bringing a message of peace and friendship from our neighbours beyond the stars. I sometimes wonder if it wasn't a dream. If it happened and everyone but me forgot. Sometimes when I am alone I wonder about that.

But space for collecting is what we are talking about today!

Since my wife moved into her friend Michael's house so she could 'have time to think' four years ago I have been lucky enough to have a collecting room. I converted the spare bedroom into a collecting room!

I have four filing cabinets, two sets of drawers, a tallboy and shelves everywhere! It is a bit of a squeeze! Mrs Hounslow thinks that they will crash through the ceiling but then she thinks that Feliks and Cecylia, the nice Polish couple who moved across the road, are stealing her milk! This is despite the fact that Mrs Hounslow hasn't had milk delivered to her house for twelve years and I fetch her two litres milk from the co-op every Monday, Wednesday and Saturday.

I must admit that my motives for fetching her milk are not entirely unselfish. You would be surprised at how often the design or packaging of the plastic milk bottles change. Yes. You have guessed it! I have quite the collection of two litre milk bottles! At the moment I keep them in the shed with my trowel collection as they are too bulky for the collecting room. I am a bit wary of them being stolen by other collectors (especially the earlier examples and the bottles with special Christmas packaging {I do keep my very favourite of these [which features a very jolly cow in a Santa suit!] in the collecting room} but what can I do?)

A garage is a good space for collecting too! But any room can hold a collection!

Think about where you could keep your collection!

And collect with me!

Thursday, 7 May 2009

Welcome to the wonderful world of collecting

Hello everyone!

I love collecting don't you!

Maybe you haven't started a special collection yet. Maybe you want to join the wonderful community of collectors but are a bit nervous about it all. I know I was!

This blog is going to help you through those difficult first years of collecting. We will do this together!

Anybody can collect. I remember talking to Mrs Hounslow next door about this. I had gone round to try and persuade her to reconsider converting her television from analogue to digital (she says she can't afford it but I know she will miss Alan Titchmarsh when they turn the analogue off! {Anyway that is all solved now because I bought her a digital box for her eightieth [which was last Wednesday!]}) Anyway while I was there {the first time not to give her the birthday present} we got talking about collecting. "It's all right for you Clive" she said "you can get out the house" I thought about this and then came up with a solution. Now Mrs Hounslow has a collection! She collects the leaflets for take-away restaurants that get posted through her door. Now she laughs every time I see her "I've got a new Chinese one" she'll say, or "I love this collection Clive, thank you, and it's funny because I can't eat that foreign stuff because of my gastric tummy" You will have to forgive her mild racism I'm afraid. She is of a different generation.

So you see! Anyone can collect! Even my racist next door neighbour!

Don't worry about the cost. Collecting can be free! I once had a leaf collection. I would stick the leaves to paper with a prit-stick onto paper and then keep them all in a rather natty yellow ring binder! To add a little spice to the collection {no not cinnamon silly!} I would only collect leaves that I had seen being blown by the wind in a North-Easterly direction. I lost count of the many happy hours I sat watching the weather reports at night with my cocoa hoping the Atlantic would send us some gales! That collection really helped me through my divorce, which was otherwise quite a sad and troubling time. Unfortunately when my wife came to pick up her clothes with her friend Michael the leaf collection went missing. Maybe she liked that collection more than she let on and took it with her! Or maybe Michael collected leaves too!

Tempted to start collecting?

Come on.

Collect with me.