To stop the almost monthly desire for a new bag and some kind or another ruining our bank balance, I learned to make them. But it seems you really can have too many bags around the place, so here they are, made with love, but destined to carry your things not mine.

An elegant solution for all those little packets of pocket tissues that find their way to the bottom of your handbag, half-used up and scrumpled in their plastic wrapper. You’ll be glad you have one when flu season starts.

Handmade in South-East London from fabulous (and sometimes organic) cottons, backed with terry cloth for brilliant absorbancy. Perfect for those dribbly little sleep stealers in your life.