It's great to see my nephew Gareth again after quite a long time. He's been all over the world since the last time! He's here for my birthday meal tomorrow.
Detail from my maternal grandmother’s silver and tortoiseshell comb. The hallmark indicates it was assayed in London in 1906. She married my Grandfather on 26th January 1908 so it may well have been a wedding gift.
Still too poorly to bother getting the camera out but instead of being negative (photographic joke!!) I decided to post another photo from Wednesday’s walk along the lanes. This is Black Bryony, a wonderful plant which makes strings of bright berries along the hedgerows. It gets its name from the fact that the leaves turn black before falling.
Jo and I finished sorting and cataloguing the family jewellery. This brooch was made for Grandma Coombes (my great great grandmother) and contains the hair (and on the reverse a photo) of her first husband, James Spencer, my great great grandfather. It dates to around 1855. The hair is intricately woven with fine gold thread and seed pearls.
A study of a piece of wood. This beautiful lump of Yew was bought to celebrate our moving into a house we called Yew Tree (in Yew Tree Road) twenty years ago.
I bumped into Andrew and Kathy Hodson at the Macmillan Cancer Support craft fair in Heswall Hall today. As you can tell from the all the bling around their necks Andrew is the current Mayor of Wirral and Kathy is the Mayoress.
I sorted out the sideboards today and in the process photographed these wonderful hand-painted plates that have come down through the family. When my Grandmother left her home and moved in with Mum and Dad the 12 were split up - Mum had 6 and Uncle Eric had 6. When they both died GB kindly agreed they should come back together again and so I have all twelve plus three cake plates. I love them but am almost afraid to use them.
You may have heard of Project 365 in whic people post a photograph every day for a year. This is my version – the idea is to post a photo taken every day but I am realistic enough to know that there will be a day or two missed during the year.