bits from my past
"nan, can I have this?"
'now what on earth would you want that old thing for?'
"I want to keep my sugar in it"
' oh for heaven's sake! that old thing? Let me buy you a new canister'
"but I love it! I really want it - it's got a history & it's yours'
"ok" she says, tut tutting as if her eldest grandaughter had *gone abit odd in the head*
when I was little my Nan & pa would take me to auctions. Letting me sometimes buy my own box of treasures. They gave me my love for all things old. which is why I begged my Nan for this old piece of lithgow pottery - all she had in it were used matches from her kooka stove!