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We were at my mother's house and going through drawers- the way you do- and we found her WWII army jacket- which I used to wear to play soldiers in. She can still get into it, though the buttons are a stretch.
How very, very slim she must have been.
We also found some spoons and things- horribly tarnished. Discoveries like this turn me slightly manic- and I volunteered to polish them all. My mother produced a book on silvermarks and we dated what we could. There were three Georgian spoons and everything else was Victorian or twentieth century. The egg cup (Birmingham 1919) was- my mother thinks- a trophy my grandfather won playing tennis.
And then there was a box of trinkets belonging to my grandmother- including some inch-high dolls in traditional costume she brought back from Mallorca- at least 40 years ago- still in their tissue paper and as smart and bright as if the shop assistant had just wrapped them.
How very, very slim she must have been.
We also found some spoons and things- horribly tarnished. Discoveries like this turn me slightly manic- and I volunteered to polish them all. My mother produced a book on silvermarks and we dated what we could. There were three Georgian spoons and everything else was Victorian or twentieth century. The egg cup (Birmingham 1919) was- my mother thinks- a trophy my grandfather won playing tennis.
And then there was a box of trinkets belonging to my grandmother- including some inch-high dolls in traditional costume she brought back from Mallorca- at least 40 years ago- still in their tissue paper and as smart and bright as if the shop assistant had just wrapped them.
