Glass

Sometime early last year, the Minx and I were in a charity shop and we found a lovely old decanter and some matching glasses, which I put on the window sill in the cottage. And then, a little while later, I found an old wine decanter, which I put on the sill in the kitchen.

And my urge to buy unusual bits of glassware - almost always bottles - has continued from there, resulting in a little collection that sat in the window and made patterns in the sunlight (when it showed its face). I particularly like older bottles that are a little misshapen or that have some curiosity value.

When we were in Whitby a few weeks ago, I found this fellow in a shop on the front. I love the fact that 'POISONOUS' is part of the glass and not just a label.