I was wondering what the weirdest places are that people have found to hide their stash, be it big or small. My first pair of stockings, bought with trembling hand when I was about 13, was stuffed into a small plastic sachet (the kind that banks use for coins), and hidden just inside the disused coal bunker outside my father's house. I would go back to it week after week, as and when I got the chance, and find it damper and damper, and more and more mildewy - but I had nowhere more secure at that time! (More pathetically, I was so ignorant that I didn't even know about suspender belts and kept wondering why the things wouldn't stay up.)
It's all rather sad, but we have an ingenious bunch of people here, and it would be interesting to know if you have any 'hiding' stories.
Kisses,
Lucy
