I called in to see my uncle today and he gave me two jewellery boxes that belonged to his late wife. 'She's been dead 17 years now,' he said, 'so I thought it was time to do something with them.'
A lot of the jewellery isn't my style but it did include this pretty little ring and these posh lady glasses. (I don't know what you'd call them really but they made me think of Lady Magnolia taking them out to peer at and inspect her grandson's choice of girlfriend.) And they magically fold up! In fact I didn't realise they were glasses until Husband pointed it out.
I know what my uncle means though about getting rid of stuff.
With the arrival of our new bed I've had a grand clear-out of bed linen but amongst the sheets and quilt covers I found a load of lacy doilies and runners that went under the ornaments on my gran's sideboard. I'm never going to use them but I couldn't throw them out. So they're back in a drawer under the bed.