Mr Pig said:
My mother was just as bad. Do you remember the packets of table jelly you used to get? They were about the size of a cigarette packet and it was blocks of jelly that you tore off and dropped into boiling water. Every time my mother went to the supermarket she bought some of them and we never used them! We had a cupboard full...
With my grandma, it was soap. Not fancy stuff, just the normal fairy/dove/simple bars, often in bargain 3 packs. She had a whole cupboard, the size of a small wardrobe, full of it. A friend of my mum said if the river at the bottom of the garden ever flooded, there would have been froth all the way up the Aylestone Road...
But then my gran had the hoarding gene, AND lived through WW2, so I can she really though it was worth stocking up on stuff. My Mum is a bit more controlled, her thing is cloth, because she sews. I've got it a bit, and it's mostly books for me.
My toiletries, however, are minimal. There are probably as many toiletries in my little bathroom that used to belong to my BF, and he's been dead over two years. That's my other trouble, items of sentimental value.