You can never have too many glasses. I don’t know who said that, but he must have lived in our house at one time, because we have enough of them for a royal wedding.
Where did they all come from ? And. Why have we still got them ?
We have glasses for everyday use in the kitchen cupboard. Then there are glasses ‘for best’ in the lounge in two more cupboards. A few are strategically located in the study next to the decanters on the desk in case my books drive me to drink. Finally the last resting place of all the left over odds and sods of fractured glasses sets and prised possessions of a life of tippling are stored in Aunty Dorothy’s cupboard. Aunty Dorothy’s cupboard is the cubby hole where things are put when there is nowhere else. Venturing into it risks an Everest avalanche of clutter which will take the rest of the day to put back.
The last time we had more than two hundred around for dinner was longer than I can remember, so we must be able to shed some glasses. Most definitely not into another shed! Wouldn’t it be great to have an afternoon smashing them against a wall 😀😀😀😀 to celebrate the end of my de-cluttering ? After all the Queen does it with bottles of champagne every time she launches a new ship. And Greeks have a high time smashing plates in their restaurants.
There must be a better idea for dealing excess glasses :-). Any inspiring ideas ?