There are three stages of cellaring.
1. At first purchases are easy to hide in drawers, under the desk or little hidy holes. The wife is non the wiser.
2. TAD is in full swing. Tins and bulk bags occupy most flat surfaces in the house. Your sickness is laid bare for the world to see. Tobacco everywhere and the wife is threatening an intervention. You use the old "it's an investment excuse". No use stopping now but at this point you organize in tubs, jars and mylar.
3. By now the cellar is well over a hundred pounds and a 10 pound purchase just disappears into the pile. We are now back to "wife is non the wiser". Of course the trick is not to fill tubs all the way. Leave some room for growth.
Once you get past stage two and assuming you're not in the nut house or divorce court, you're home free.
