Random stuff I’ve got on my phone…

I tend to snap things with my phone’s camera – sometimes because I don’t have a proper camera with me, sometimes as a reminder to follow something up or track down more details later, or to capture an idea because I want to use it in a piece of writing or social media.

Previously, it was a place where things went to die because I never remembered to check my camera roll. But, after meeting a professional declutterer, it’s now one of my regular tasks to go through it and clear it out. But, inspired by another of Kari’s regular series, I decided to share a few random items…

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I just love this! It describes what I do and what I’m passionate about… and is the perfect depiction of how much work is involved in this process.

As a reader, and not a great lover of wedding hoopla, this sounds like my kinda celebration…

I saw this in a local art gallery. It’s a kooky piece by architect/designer Ron Arad, and I snapped it because it made me grin. It has no purpose on my phone other than to make me smile, but has earned a permanent place on that basis alone 🙂

I like a bit of hippy-dippy stuff, but I also like those who are secure enough to make themselves – and their passion – the butt of jokes 😀

I recently read Madly Deeply: The diaries of Alan Rickman. The entry on 12 April about Sharon Stone struck an uncomfortable chord…

This is another item which has bought its permanent place on my phone because of sheer frivolity!

This is an extract from Wintering by Katherine May – a book given to me by my daughter. Its had a mixed reception, garnering some criticism for the fact the author was financially able to take the time to withdraw and heal. While not everyone is in the fortunate position to be able to do so, I don’t believe that fact invalidates the importance of the message. This piece on toxic positivity certainly resonated…

In days of yore, a big centre piece wedding was often a set of silver cutlery. My parents have two sets – one of their own, and one which used to belong to my father’s parents – so were awash in silver cutlery. A handyman fashioned this set of key hook from a set of fancy fish forks. I removed the multiple set of car keys to take the picture, although the photographer in me has itching eyeballs because my phone snap is both crooked and contains a bit of the (irrelevant) toaster in it. The bonus is that posting this serves as an excellent reminder that I must go to my mother’s empty apartment to pick this up and find a place to put it up in my apartment.

This selection of items does provide a fairly good snapshot into the me that I am. Do you have similar items on your phone? Are there any you’d be willing to share? Or do you have somewhere else that you keep things like these?