Contents of two pockets

Decided that the little little one's coat was so utterly minging and covered in slutch and yuk, that it risked growing actual legs as well as arms and walking itself to the washing machine.

Glad I remembered to empty her pockets before bunging it in.

I had noticed she rattled when she walked, but hadn't quite appreciated just how much stuff she'd shoved in each pocket.

Two more sleeps till Paris.