Introducing my absolute, favorite thing ever, ever, ever: a spotty, dotty dog perched on top of an ever so useful stapler. Bought for me by she of good taste, Helen, and now taking pride of place on my desk.
I love it so much, I could lick it.
Though Anthropologie, London please note, I once found myself unable to trawl your beautiful basement wares because I had come down in the lift, and could go no further that your tea-towels because there were a set of stairs I simply couldn’t manage with Clarry in his pushchair. I wanted to cry. But abandoning nephew in kitchen section to browse such beauty would not have been the done thing.
Note taken, pretty please?x