Happy belated Boxing Day (Day 304)…

storage book

Remember the days when people were so intent on speeding and so desperate to evade the cops that they’d have one of those radar detecting thing-a-ma-bobs in the car, which was usually hid in some sort of nook, cranny or — my personal fave — a book with the centre cut out? (Now everyone just knows to slow down whenever a nondescript blue Ford Taurus is sitting by the side of the highway).

Well, either way, we all have boxes somewhere that contain something we don’t particularly want others to find: Cash, porn, drugs, a diary, that back-issue of O magazine that actually had some really meaningful things to say about relationships, or whatever.

Now, I don’t have that many illicit doodads that need storing, but the more boxes I have to put things in, the less clutter there is in my apartment, which I like. So when my mum gave me what I thought was a vintage collection of Shakespeare’s greatest works but was in fact a secret storage container, it was the perfect solution.

From a local company in B.C. called There Are Not Books, it’s essentially an old book that’s been recycled into an attractive hiding place. So whether it’s something like this or just a used shoe box, I’m going to try to not buy any new boxes, containers, bins or storage receptacles of any kind. Maybe I can even make one of those popsicle-stick pencil holders, too!

Image courtesy of Secret Storage Books

4 Responses to Happy belated Boxing Day (Day 304)…

  1. blah says:


    If you or anyone else would like to actually make one of these yourself, use this link. I know that many of us here are on the whole “books are sacred” bandawagon (which I agree). But if you have multiples of the same book, or read one that you thought was terrible, then I say rip into it and hide a treasure map, “the antidote”, or money in the darn thing. 🙂

  2. cynthia says:


    Isn’t THAT a waste of material that could go to a library? or a school in need in N. America or other part of the world??????


  3. Clare says:

    …I would be so devastated if I thought I had in my hands a vintage Shakespeare collection and it turned out to be a box. Seriously, I would almost certainly cry. But I’m that kind of nerd.

    On the one hand, I’m intrigued by these book boxes. On the other hand… those poor books!

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