My most treasured possession
What's your most treasured possession? What would you rescue from a fire (be it for sentimental or purely financial reasons)?
My Great-Uncle left me his visitors book which along with boring people like the Queen and Harold Wilson has Spike Milligan's signature in it. It's all loopy.
Either that or my Grandfather's swords.
( , Thu 8 May 2008, 12:38)
What's your most treasured possession? What would you rescue from a fire (be it for sentimental or purely financial reasons)?
My Great-Uncle left me his visitors book which along with boring people like the Queen and Harold Wilson has Spike Milligan's signature in it. It's all loopy.
Either that or my Grandfather's swords.
( , Thu 8 May 2008, 12:38)
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My grandfather's watch.....
The watch, thankfully, was NEVER up someone's posterior for the duration of an extended conflict, but did manage to survive WW2 service. I never knew my granddad (on my father's side) as he passed away before I came into this world, however; the treasured red box with the broken Rolex, cracked face and tatty leather strap will stay with me forever.
My grandmother, who I also never really had the time to get to know before she passed away, kept the watch and placed a newspaper clipping of my birth in the same case. A highly treasured link to my past which I would never consider leaving behind. I can see the box on the shelf now, and am thinking of the absolutely horrid Sunday dinners she used to make me endure at the age of 4. Beautiful.
Here is to family lost to the passage of time, only kept living by memories and keepsakes.
Length? The tears have reached the jawline.....
*edit* I really can't construct proper sentences with decent grammar after a night out. Oh well ;)
( , Fri 9 May 2008, 0:44, Reply)
The watch, thankfully, was NEVER up someone's posterior for the duration of an extended conflict, but did manage to survive WW2 service. I never knew my granddad (on my father's side) as he passed away before I came into this world, however; the treasured red box with the broken Rolex, cracked face and tatty leather strap will stay with me forever.
My grandmother, who I also never really had the time to get to know before she passed away, kept the watch and placed a newspaper clipping of my birth in the same case. A highly treasured link to my past which I would never consider leaving behind. I can see the box on the shelf now, and am thinking of the absolutely horrid Sunday dinners she used to make me endure at the age of 4. Beautiful.
Here is to family lost to the passage of time, only kept living by memories and keepsakes.
Length? The tears have reached the jawline.....
*edit* I really can't construct proper sentences with decent grammar after a night out. Oh well ;)
( , Fri 9 May 2008, 0:44, Reply)
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