Lewisham: The center of my Saturday shopping experience. It has every shop I need for every need I have to shop for. Food? Sainsburys or M&S (after pay-day). Cleaning products? A choice of 3 pound shops (and one 99p store for super frugal days). Fruit and Veg? Market stall. Sewing supplies? The wonderful Rolls and Rems. I could go on.

On a visit just before Christmas last year I noticed a new shop had arrived next to Costa coffee, opposite Boots the Chemist. It was a shop I’d never heard of before but one which had a window full of things I wanted (not needed, or had room for, just wanted).

Tiger. Apparently Tiger started 12 years ago in stylish Copenhagen, their pricing system is simple, everything is priced in whole pounds and nothing is more than £30. The shop is full of quirky and stylish products for the home – think all the little bits in Ikea that end up in your trolley that you had no intention of buying when you went into the store 7 hours and three arguments ago but you had to have them to cheer you up but different, cooler and more timely.

The Tiger website isn’t an online store but it does show you an array of their latest offerings and will tell you where your nearest store is … I’d get down there quick smart if I were you.

I don’t want to blog about this website presentandcorrect because I’m scared if I tell you lot about it you’ll buy all the stuff and there won’t be anything left for me. Maybe though you won’t feel as desperate a need as I do to own some 1950’s Czechoslovakian bon bon bags or some vintage money bags with nice typography and some holes in them. (Why not?)

I don’t know what I’ll do with them when I have them apart from save them for A Really Special Occasion in A Really Safe Place (for A Really Long Time probably).

They also have lots of useful things like …. um … these …

for putting paper clips in.

My lovely friend over at thetreasurehunteruk first mentioned this site on her blog and I am forever grateful to her. She is a good spotter of good things.

This week I am working at Vogue House; very nice, very swishy with possibly the largest Jo Malone candle ever in the reception (anywhere else I work this would have the sprinkler systems going off and fire marshals donning their high-vis jackets in no time). At lunch Marc Jacobs sent his lovely ones round to hand out fresh flowers from flower painted mini van and trailer combos. A much needed blast of spring.

No free perfume though.

Soon it will be Fashion Week, will Marc be able to top this?