It being such a bright morning there was guaranteed to be a good turn out at the local car boot and, seeing as we all like a rummage through boxes of old tat, we headed off and returned an hour or so later with bags full of treasure.
Now this is my kind of washing up. Delicate treasures in need of a little tlc.
First up an ancient sandwich tin, possibly from the '50s I was told. I love the cream and duck egg blue but its a bit too rusty for sandwiches so it's going to become a new home for my seed packets.
Primroses and violets; not long until they begin to peep through in our garden. And I think a few will find a home in here with another bunny.