today i kept my expectations low and decided to go on an errand and see if he'd drop off. we went to the bank and on the way home, to a splendid source of treasures. the gods of junk were smiling on me and i found these lovely things...
a portable weighing machine ('old money' units), a sturdy biscuit cutter, a matchbox full of nibs, a very chippy wooden car and a red hat (not pictured, it's having a much needed wash). it must be a red day.
there's something very pleasing about organising flotsam and jetsam of this sort on a piece of kraft paper. i think they look a bit like a childhood collection which reminds me of the beautiful opening credits of to kill a mockingbird. a favourite.
(and o-o went to sleep.)