Meet Dolly. She was found on the floor of a car park on a cold grey morning in February this year. I think she did a teeny tiny wave to get my attention but then stayed very still whilst I picked her out from the gravel and broken glass. The friend who was with me at the time was intrigued to see what had caused me to stop in my tracks and sift through the muck and grime. She guffawed when she saw the grubby figurine in my palm, which was fair enough, but I felt strangely maternal towards Dolly and kept her safely in my pocket.

Dolly lives at my house now and I think she quite likes getting lost. I don’t see her for weeks on end and then she’ll turn up on a window sill, or a book shelf. So I put her in my pocket and then go and lose her all over again.
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Well, its been a long time, but Hearts Content is back home from the Charity Shop and has plenty of hand me down bits and pieces to share. We’re looking forward to dusting down the blog and soon have it looking as lovely as a bit of old tat from the Sunday Car Boot Sale.

To get our house in order we’ve upgraded to WordPress 3.1 (we were previously operating on a steampowered version from the olden days). Our upgrade is thanks to some sound advice from the good doctors at the Social Media Surgery followed by some technical geekery by Mr Cliff Manning.

This post started off as a test photo from Cliff to make sure the cogs were all working so, in the spirit of Hearts Content, we’ve borrowed it to welcome in this new era of secondhand stories.

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I bought this cake stand last year from a charity shop in Leeds, I love the chintzy colour and its funny prim chrome handle. The lady I bought it from told me that she’d been given a similar cake stand as a wedding present and that, more than thirty years later, she still uses it today. It all sounded really romantic and I imagined her and her husband gazing into each others eyes over the cake stand, eating lemon drizzle cake and sipping cups of tea on their wedding anniversary.

When she cottoned onto what I was thinking (well, maybe not the detail about the lemon drizzle cake) she roared with laughter and told me that she’d divorced him a few years after tying the knot and that the only thing worth saving from her marriage was the cake stand. Apparently it was the best decision of her life, and now she gets to eat all the cake.
Happy Valentines Day!
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