five

so while i was op shopping with my mumma today i came across this lovely little stool..

it was only $5 and it turns out i've been wanting this exact stool my whole life. well maybe not that exact material/material colour of the cushion but i can change that. 


i also found this lovely handbag in my mummas cupboard the other week...

it had once belonged to the sweetest person i've ever known, my great grandma Bunty. she had given it to my mother years ago and my mother never uses it, so i thought instead of it sitting in the cupboard collecting dust i'd use it. 

i think the reason i adore it so much is because i know how happy Bunty would be to know i was using her handbag.

everytime i use it this song always pops into my head:

"Pease pudding hot, Pease pudding cold,
Pease pudding in the pot - nine days old.
Some like it hot, some like it cold,
Some like it in the pot  - nine days old"

she used to sing this song to me when i was little and one of my favourite memories from my childhood is her singing this song to me and my grandma while we collected pinecones to be decorated and put in the fireplace for christmas.

i can't help but to wonder of the stories the stool and the handbag would tell if they could speak.