My favourite rubbers were displayed on my window sill and the remainder were kept in an old cardboard box. It took ages to gather them, awaiting birthdays and Christmas. My pocket money barely stretched to buy them after I had bought my bag of mixed lollies. The box they were kept in was decorated with some stickers I had found and had the most important words of all written on the outside.
They were not for using, they were for looking at.
At the moment they are a bit grubby, no idea if I should give them a clean up, I just don't want to wreck them.
Lucky we were at my parent’s house. I was then able to spend the next week looking for the old box with Keep Out written on it.
The new rubbers will remain in their box, not to be used, but in another two decades someone will open that box and say. “Smiggle, remember that shop and how we all loved that stationery”.