I had one of these when I was young and used it to take the ingredients to school for cookery lessons...problem was the dinner plates just wouldn't fit into it, come to think of it not much else would either.... plus, they were really awkward to carry once full! Still had to have one though!
Writing is a splinter you can’t get out from under your fingernail, all-consuming, an addiction. Writing is not a calling or an art, even a craft. It is a disease, an infirmity, the monkey on your back, the burden you bear up the mountainside like Christian in Pilgrim’s Progress. http://chloethurlow.com/2013/11/spare-time/