Boring Packing But…

… We’ve had a couple of lovely nights with old friends in Shrewsbury (we’re now home. Sadly missing the Folk Festival though).

As someone whose packing usually resembles an explosion in a pigpen factory, I was recommended to look at packing cubes. (Thank you H!!).
I expect I’m late to this particular party but, better late than never.
These little miracles have transformed my packing. There’s a neat little (expandable) bag for everything (undies, shoes, tops, washing) and it saves my suitcase from being a messy heap of jumble.
I’m not a ‘putter-awayer’ (as in unpacker) on short breaks. I’d like to say it’s because I’m laid back but, far from it, I’m an over-thinker who doesn’t want my clean things put away in a drawer where someone might have just stored their dirty things!
Packing cubes are my way forward!

But, as I said, we’re home, it’s Friday and the chips are almost ready.

Happy Friday One and All ! :-)